the type of prayer that shakes the type of prayer that moves the type of prayer that bubbles the type of prayer that soothes the type of prayer that speaks words across the boundaries words into the unknown the type of prayer translucent in the light wavering between boundaries unimpacted by time the type of…
Tag: poetry
song from the stars
when the stars shine out to night they’ll sing you a song and it will be traquil like two morning doves sitting on the fence it’s just a short moment but if you believe it will last forever
destruction
there are some days where a deep anger bubbles to the surface and i were a volcano all you’d see is lava flowing down destroying everything in its path there are some days when there is no voice of reason there is only fear directing everything squeezing everything so that i wish something would pop…
a heartbeat
what does it matter hot and cold? cool breeze on an evening or warm sunny bench at midday what’s it like to be in between those worlds? one foot on each place over the boundary on the edge of reality how does it feel to be without words? the deepness the richness of experience touched…
dust
there are moments of seclusion when a crowd a whole group of people of the past reach across time and speak to you it may be through pictures it may be from long forgotten words uncovering ancient histories uncovering the truth uncovering and peeling back the layers that have caked on there is dust to…
sleep
oh right sleep i remember you i remember the kind of dreams deep that draw you in and hold you i remember the comfort of sheets the comfort of a mattress the comfort of a pillow room that’s the perfect temperature and airflow yes, breeze while you sleep dream fall into the other land fall…
the shock of clean water
the thing about a stream of rushing water on a hot day is that the cold is very shocking you’d think the sun’s warmth would make the water warm too but the water makes you gasp deeply for air as if someone pierced you in your chest the thing about very cold, rushing, running water…
smoldering
sometimes a thought lingers with you for quite some time sometimes a thought swims in your head and reflects like light shining through water sometimes thoughts gain speed and turn to action can be misdirected can grow into something real can be re-imagined can be softened can transform can be controlled can smolder and fuel…
every moment
There is a timelessness to the evening when birds sing when stars collide when wind blows cold There is a ferocity to night when the moon is overhead when the grass waves slowly when every footstep must be taken with care There is a kindness to the darkest part of day when light is in…
The Dynamics of Groove 