Breathe it all in and love it all out!
― Mary Oliver


the sun
came up today
and painted his glory
across the sultry skies
and he waited
for the moon
to wave her majestic
orb in his face

graciously veiled
he shut his eyes
for just a while
in devotion
to her beloved form
each crescent
of her loveliness
glowed and sparkled
with certainty
that the sun
to shine
on her

and as she moved
she danced
before his eyes
and darkness
fell upon the earth
in sombre rhythms
quiet reflections
of remembrance
to the sun’s
to all who live and breathe

then the moon
swayed and
and swept
over the oceans
until they
bulged with pride
and her face
was only
known to the sun
as she dissappeared
from sight


Wider Spaces

In all beginnings dwells a magic force
for guarding us and helping us live.
Serenely let us move to distant places
and let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
but lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
-Herman Hesse, from Master Ludi

wider spaces

I stared out
at the Cosmos,
and felt my spirit move.
Waiting in the wings too long,
what was I trying to prove?
“I am enough”
a small voice said
echoed in tones of grace.
Guided by light and love,
I entered
Holy gates.
The canopy of stars above
were diamonds
in the sky.
“Can memories of childhood change
in the twinkling
of an eye?”

Little ones
were kneeling,
on the banks of time.
Gathered in ageless huddles,
with no reason or rhyme.

I was taken to the outer reaches,
where imprisoned souls dwell
Swept by toxic fumes,
self condemnation
had me in its spell.
Then I saw,
that I was made for good,
in the depths of the earth.
Known long before its foundation,
beyond my earthen birth.
As I plunged into the abyss,
scales fell from my eyes,
and the husk disintegrated,
throughout my disguise.
A death of attachments,
that were chained
to my heart.
In tearful surrender,
I knew that
I’d been set apart.
In light and love,
I transcended
with grace guiding the way.
A journey to the center,
where images are as clear as day..

in the half light

“A man’s power is in the half-light, in the half-seen movements of his hand and the unguessed-at expression of his face. It is the absence of facts that frightens people: the gap you open, into which they pour their fears, fantasies, desires.”― Hilary MantelWolf Hall


in the half light
i knew
perceived lines of your love
no breath separated
your heartbeat
was my rhythm
your devotion
my robes
in the half light
i knew
faint colours in the hues
kindness in your sight
of your fidelity
i was drenched
in your love
spoke to me
in tones
of tenderness
i believed
in the half light I knew
your breath like raindrops
awakened me
waves of love
were my existence
in the half light I knew
i was one with
all that is
my soul
came alive
with each sigh
by constancy
wherever you are
i’ll be
in the half light
i knew….

Coming Back to life

“He who knows others is wise; he who knows himself is enlightened.”
― Lao Tzu
back to life

Twisted roots
of rejection,
pervaded her life with fear.
Each time
she opened
the chaos,
insanity reappeared.
She broke free from the obstacles
that held her life back.
While gazing out at the cosmos
light appeared
through the cracks.
Damaged particles
were everywhere,
floating on raging seas.
against the current,
she was
blinded by her own decrees.
The swell began to caress her
with eloquent words
of truth.
Breathing in sacred acceptance,
resentment was being defused.
She found her way through the furnace,
of not knowing herself.
Releasing wounds
from darkness
she came back
to life itself.
While inhabiting stillness,
her heart sang
compassionate songs.
She joined the celestial chorus,
one with heavenly throngs.
The stars became her followers
and the moon was her guide.
In a euphoric atmosphere,
her heart burst
open wide!