Layers

I wonder who I am
Or what or who is the am
I sense this is a layer,
a layer on top of another
Or is my sensing about this layer,
just another layer upon a layer
I am wondering
I am pondering
What is really going on
Is this all another trickster’s play
or am I really on my way,
deeper, further, forward,
or am I going backwards
Bewildering it is
I guess, a bit amusing too
Will I ever really know
Is someone poking fun at me
Am I the big clown, again
Or am I just truly becoming,
growing through and into,
another layer,
of a deeper reality…

I would be whole


How to find balance
I want to go outward,
when I should go inward
I want to express,
when I should mute

Passion is high
I may go astray
I may go wild
Or I may show the way,
heal the divide

I am weary of speaking
Too much mouth,
me and all around
Need to lean in,
make ears bigger

Want to speak,
when I should listen
Oh, help me, help me
Please, the desire is good
Need to find direction
Outward, inward, yes both

So easy to misstep
So easy to break
I want to avoid,
the break up,
the break down

Oh, wise man,
I cry out to you,
channel the might
Wise woman too,
show me the light
I want to go, also let go,
yet, better I would be whole

Inspiration

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I sense an inspiration
Fire and river
It is all a part
of you and of me

Life is a living dream
Life is wild
Yes, life is a party
That is true

Still, this blood runs deep
The voice of inspiration,
more of a whisper,
than a thunder loud

This sense of inspiration,
is a call from the river within
It finds its strength
from all forces unified

So, life is a party, yes
Yet, it is also a call
Life is meant to be lived,
by the tall and the small

In the end,
what really mattered,
was not the idea or the image,
the fame or the show,
but a faithful trust in this flow

Fire and River

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You can be glad
Fire is great, river is strong
You know it
You know you belong
You know a deeper love
There you can let all things go
Listen to the silence
Be there
Be there
The inner calling
Now

In life you fall
You make mistakes
First you want to hide, later to be seen
Yet, you can be glad
You know you belong
The deeper love,
is what you know
In the silence
So, be there
Be
Now

Keep walking this road
Live each moment
Then let it go, as you prepare for more
You can be glad
Don’t need to believe
You know
You know
The silence tells you,
all you need
Keep going there
Be in it
Go 

 

Golden Lizards

I may say we need to be present,
to feel alive in creation
Yet, in my blaming of the other,
I miss the target unseen
It is I who hurry, I too go out of my way,
to make everyone’s perfect day

A sudden glimpse reveals the secret, how to just presently be,
the model of life I point to so eagerly

I let the image of you disappear,
swallow my shadow raw
I stretch my ear and lean within
to become a silent, available soil

As I sit in silence, roots drinking from this newfound fountain, I see two golden lizards gracefully circling in a coil of bodies

That’s when, I savor the sweet taste of breathing

Arms Raised

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You are planted here
Remain so while you are alive
Grow your roots deep
Let gravity hold you close

Falling,
the lying on the ground,
is not defeat,
but an act of deep listening

You live life from ground up,
drinking from darkest deep below ground

Up you will also reach with your arms raised,
held fast in your own divine embrace

Table’s Hall

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Sitting at the round table
Sharing poems, stories and dreams
In the moment,
faces and smiles ablaze

Around this table together
Leaning into each other
Listening deeply,
joy and laughter flowing

Hearts speaking, souls sharing
Living a dream,
yet this presence, is real
Amazement, excitement to feel

Salamanders burning
Table’s now turning
Releasing deepest yearning
Oh, lives untold, glory to behold

Tales of revelation
We are here to be known
Dancing freely now,
around a luminous table of tables

Wild and alive we are
Ready for another journey
Later we’ll sit down to tell our tales
Now, on hearing the call,
Let’s leave this old table’s hall

 

Beautiful Nuances

I don’t know if it’ll cover
Don’t know if I’ll discover,
all good truth there is
I really don’t know, but,
my friend, I’ll tell you
I know mostly enough
It covers it, for me
Yet, it won’t help you
You must head out too
Be true to you, do you
Come back when you’re done,
even preferably, a little undone
Then we can help each other,
share it all,
the beautiful, loud, nuances of
Silence,
whispering its eternal secrets
Then, since we are becoming, we are alive

World in a Stone

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I sense something has changed in me
                             I am thankful, light and free

                                                                                                                I see the whole world in a stone

Lantern

We are all seekers
Seekers of joy, seekers of truth
From open fields or narrow valleys
All together on our paths of life

Coming from the open fields,
desperate in confusion and bewilderment
Longing for frame and connection
Now in need of ground

Those from narrow valleys,
gasping from suffocation and entanglement
Crying for breath and belonging
Now in need of field

Together we carry this dream,
joy in love, hope in truth
Our outset or paths may differ,
yet the longing flames the same

A wise one searches for unity,
unity in all
A wise one prays for light of boundless form,
to protect us from fall

Yet, are there still steps in wisdom?
Will there be another surprise?
Oh, Luminous Lantern,
if we fall in dark woods, we hope to rise in joy