A lullaby

With the soul of a mystic nunWith the heart of a whirling poet With the magnificent mind of a sun With the watery wisdom of a whale With the courage of a warrior-tiger With the feet of a dancing horse With the speech of a song-bird With the feather like fingers of a luminescent butterfly … Continue reading A lullaby

Mother, do I have to fight?

We live in times of war A war that seems to have outlived each living atom A war that is all new and yet the same A war that surpasses time, the galaxies, the beginning of timeA war that is very local, real, breathing in me and in my vicinity With a weary heart, Mother, … Continue reading Mother, do I have to fight?

Burn me up, will you?

Burn me up, will you?Living in flesh doesn't feel right anymore Breathing happens of its own I don't choose to do it anymore People say, you burn as I doTo be with, For a chance to be seen, to be felt, to be touched Let's burn together then;And create That which never existed That which … Continue reading Burn me up, will you?

Seeing with the heart’s eye

I have you here Here with me Here within me Why do they say, no, you aren’t here Can’t they see?See with their heart’s eyeThey say you are far awayIn the ethers or beyond Not that easily foundThe greatest loves on earth have knownThat being in loveSomeday, leads to becoming love Once you become it … Continue reading Seeing with the heart’s eye

I need to free myself

I need to free myself Of this need to be in a “relationship” Aren’t I already? In one? With every other thing in the universe? It has only but been 3.5 decades of conditioning that needs to be undone As a woman, it is hard to admit to oneself that one doesn’t need a typical … Continue reading I need to free myself

Why O why

We came from you We will go back to you Why O why did we separate ourselves from you?Separate we did and then felt alone Alone as an oxymoron For, there is me in everything and everything in me Did we come to life from matterOr did matter always have spirit in it? Why O … Continue reading Why O why

Its 2 am and am awake

Its a different kind of a night Its 2 am and am awake awake to the experiences gathered in 4 decades to the power within that I have allowed myself , little by little tiny droplets of water like that make an ocean this power doesn’t need to scream or roar it is the inherent … Continue reading Its 2 am and am awake

For such a day, I shall live

Most people are other people Most people don’t use/aren’t aware/don’t have time to make use of their thinking/feeling/sensing capacities Most people are tired, just of/from living/working & appearing like they have everything sorted out Most people are robbed of their attention while believing that they are in control Most people are you and me We … Continue reading For such a day, I shall live

I didn’t see myself as a giver

I didn’t see myself as a giver Until I had nothing else left to give I didn’t see myself as a giver Until every ounce of me was ready to give up I didn’t see myself as a giver Until my friends whispered it into my soul I didn’t see it in me I saw … Continue reading I didn’t see myself as a giver

..careful what you wish for

joy is a but a tiny window into the heart space unsought pain and suffering is what breaks it open open and bare in a way that you never wanted walking with open , raw, woundedness , light shimmering through your tears you muster the strength somehow to allow the breath to flow in and … Continue reading ..careful what you wish for