Mystical moonbeam shadows

Snow drifts down from on high

Days spread across unfolding landscape

Of sky

And you are here

With grace and fire

Filling all

Your spirit desire

Open

Open

My love

The time is now

A party is all around us!

Riots of poppies

Raucously celebrating spring

The time is NOW!

Wake up and be

Alive with crisp winter liquid love

Heaven’s calming gift from above

Remember now

We are made

Liquid love moonbeams

Coursing thru mystical cables

Ever-present evolution and stillness

Woven together against

And with

The pulsing heartbeat of life’s

Undeniable Beauty

Seams

Birds scatter

Raindrops flurry spin

Times change

And then

It begins

I’m here with you

Now

And then

We’re apart

How delicate it can all seem

From afar

What intricate seams

Fill these days

These dreams

Careful stitches

Almost invisible sometimes

What a weaver team we are

Damn fine petal-blossom quilt

made so far

When the wind drops

Rose petals scattered across

The texture of my heart

Falling wind blows them

All apart

And then She enters

Eyes candle fire of curiosity

Blinking starts awaiting attention

Connection

And the wind drops

The petals scatter

Heart texture softens

And Light ...

Enters

Again

Compilation 11-29-17

What it means to love the moon.

When the thief enters, let her steal.

Waves Tumble In.

Rufus

The tides

Just

The space between letters

Angel's Architecture

Hopscotch between moon shadows

Gravity of rain

The Sisters

Electric Crimsion

Willow roots by stream

Matted tangles

electric crimson

Her hair upside down

Floating in Earth pools

Of memory

Cat-tails and horses mane

Messengers of tomorrow

Shooting up to meet

Spring again

Stillness by river

Sky mirror

Bird’s quiver

Dropped time

Less rhyme

Now and then

Forever again

What it means to love the moon.

Dear,

Let me tell YOU a story....

I fell in love with the light of the moon

She kissed my cheek and said

‘Be well, I’ll see you soon’

Then she left! For 30 nights

Oh my heart ached

How I missed her impenetrable sight.

Then she appeared once more

Full and glorious

Radiance more brilliant than ever before!

10,000 suns lit her skirt from below

Her eyes infused with their soft amber glow

She looked at me again

And said

‘I missed you my love.’

I cried with relief to see her once more

To feel the soft caress of her moon-beam skin

We danced all night

Sang songs of romance

And when dawn came....

We parted again

And so it is,

That I get to love her

Within the space between now and then

Stars shimmering lanterns above her

Every 30 Days (ish) she comes to my door

And me, saying ‘Yes!!’ More more!

I fell in love

With the light of the Moon

And she said,

‘Love, bless us. I’ll see you soon.’

When the Thief Enters, Let Her Steal.

When the night comes

To take your heart

Let her..

Before you start

To run

Empty into the silence

And be with Her stillness

It is in that space

She speaks

Not words

But wisdom

Not language

But communion

Let her take you

To those places

Where emptiness

Speaks

Ancestral

Volumes

Of knowing

Love

Waves tumble in

As winter tides

Swing my heart

Open wide

Waves tumble in

Carrying whispers from

Distant lands

Languages of different hands

Time worn places

Thought-Crafted faces

Tears of hope

Acknowledging loss

of absolute truth

Her Waves... tumble in

I embrace voluptuous Ocean Yin

Swishing, grasping, caressing

Salty un-onwnable ocean skin

Yes.

I taste her essence.

This fragrant passing note

Of oceanic wisdom

Tumbling fumbling and rumbling

Thru my fleshy body of hope

Waves crashing into heartspace

Singing messages

Familiar foreign voices

Of

Distant lands

Crafted

by different hands

Rufus

Wingtips alight

On feathered night

Ruby red Rufus

Reaches across divided sky

Pulls heaven closer

With one swoop

One dive

Woodpeckered thoughts

Hammer my head

How can this all be so real

Am I not already dead?

Am I not already

Perched upon tree crowns

Soaring thru cloud mountains

In my feathery gown?

Am I not nourished

By all the spirits I once loved

Soaring higher

With each lithe cooing dove?

Red Ruby Rufus

Wings her way home

Wooded nest

Perched amidst silken loam

The tides

Please

Give me heartbreak

It’s how I learnTo loveMore fully

Please

Take these empty

Hands

And fill them

Once again

So I may discover

What it means

To let go

Please

Be here with me

And then Leave

So I can feel

Alone

Again

Tides

As natural as the moon

This pain

Comes and goes

Sometimes stays

For days and days

I accept

As my reality

This is nature’s

Way

Just

Silver Sand dollars

Return to amber ivory sand

curled fingers letting go

We deftly return

To this sacred land

Diving headfirst

Deeper every day

Evolving light-laden landscapes

Made of Salty clay

It’s just

That

We are just

Not ever ‘just’

There’s always moremore

Depending

On what you’re looking for

The space between letters

Her words were not

Just

Words

When she spoke

They had depth beyond

The letters

Intended to

Communicate

Their meaning

Her words emitted

whole body

Whole being

Words like ‘heart’

Contained the ferocity

Of Courage

Longing to know

More

Intimately

All experience

The knowing

Of pain

And ownership

Of the beauty

Between its lines

Furrowed

Amidst parting

Lips

Ready to embrace

Fully

All That Is

Her words

Rang

Truer than normal words

There was no filler

Between the cracked shelving

Supporting her rich memories

Just raw, exposed

And fierce Patience

Fisherman’s lines tugging

Along depths of ocean floor

Waiting to catch

My

Attention

Her words

Are more than

Lungs and vocal chords

More than langue Franca

Her words

Transcended death

They came thru

From the other side

To greet me

With knowing

She knew the horizon shape

Of my most intimate longings

That place my eyes

Turned to

When seeking completion

Yet, didn’t need

To tell me

She knew

Angel's Architecture

I found you 

Sitting all alone

A white light

Of misery

A pile of confusion

The most complex

And beautiful 

Architecture 

Consciousness could dream up

crying

inside

With blame

And loss

Because your mother

Had forgotten you

Did she?

Or did her mother 

Gift you

With an opportunity

To learn

Compassion

To learn

That feeling alone

Is OK

To Learn

That we are both

Alone, and infinitely 

Connected

Always

And to learn

That yes

You will die

But

You’re not dead yet

No, you are not dead yet…

You are the most creative

Art form

A living dance of architecture

Brilliant white light

Emanating from both earth 

And heaven

You are the swirling 

Of Stardust

Inside pipes 

Of love

You are the image of God

And the mirror of life

You are the Now

And the Then

The Here 

And the There

You are Love

Incarnate

And….

It hurts

Sometimes

To be so powerful

To cary the knowledge

Of 10,000 Generations 

That learned

Before you

Collaborators in your own

Infinitely amazing 

Brilliant beaming

White-lighted 

Architecture 

Of Organic Nature

Yes, this is one way

We get to learn

About being separate

And about

Choosing 

Unarmored Love

Instead 

About growing up

About what it means to be 

An Adult

A Custodian of 

Future Generations

A responsible Human

Able to share 

Their gifts of understanding

With new children

Of seemingly

Lost

Angels Crying

Weeping

For the

Apparent loss

Of their mother-protector

When in-fact

It was the finding

Of their Mother’s Mother

Of God

Of Her infinite wisdom

Courage

Beauty

Care

Play

Fun

And...

Ability

That they 

Were 

Gifted

Hopscotch between moon shadows

Moon rips open

Emerald forest crowns

Slashing their furry black

Night

With

White Blades by the thousands

Piercing eager Earthen needled floor

Soft footsteps dance between

The shadows that dare remain

Aligning paw, upon paw

Until no more hopscotch

Moon-stones appear

And

the dance

stops

Until the next

Full lunar womanhood

descends upon man

And

his blessing

Is hers

Gravity of rain

Take my hand

Let’s soar

To distant lands

Where ripe raspberries

Fall from the sky

Sunsets of winged victory

Passing by

I hold you

And you me

Love is free Flowing

You see

The touch

Of compassion

Unties all knots

Of pain

Lets tears flow freely

Welcomed rain

Yes, winged victory

Souls take flight

Blessings to all

Spirits traveling

Weary in the night

Petals of amber longing

Fall wildly

willingly with

A thud

Making way

For a brand new

Bud

And when you

Remember

To kiss me

Tenderly

As I fall

I’ll hold you

A bit closer

Next time

That is all

The Sisters

Truth took my hand

Guided me down rivers

Of delusional temptresses

She had a firm grip

On my pulsing wrist

Wriggling to be free

She showed me suffering

Villages of modern and ancient man

Human pangs of death

Of hunger

Of desire

And finally

She showed me at the delta

Approaching my personal

Ocean of limitless stillness

Her sister,

Beauty

Truth passed my

Being

Onward to her sister’s

Winged care

Lifted

Beyond comprehension

We rose

Above

She gathered me up

Swaddled in her

Downey warmth of heart

She cooed to my

Quivering ears

Evangelical notes.

Strung pearls woven

Upon wave-shapen

Cumulus cloud piles

Below

The delta

The river within

Colored

A different sort of light

A different sense of thought

Where human suffering

Was met

With love

With knowing

Beauty

She said:

“My sister, Truth...”

As she paused

With an infinite breath

Eternally echoing

earned wisdom...

“She told me, to take care of you,

In my soft Embrace.”

And I thanked,

Their Mother

For Her

Love.

Compilation

Echo Chamber

The Sisters

You Say

Now... Again

Belonging

And so it was...

You say

You say

I see you

And the Sun

Filters thru

The cypress trees

You say

I love you

And Moon beams

Lay the velvet sky

Black

You say

Hold me

And the Earth

Spins wild circles

Around us

You say

Be mine

And the Wind

Whips my hair

Furiously alive

You say

Hello Dear

And the Ocean

Swallows us

Whole

Now... again?

She walked in

And knocked on my head

Are you home?

Dead?

I emerged 

Sleep still in my eyes

From my heart womb

To her surprise

‘I’m here,

Hello.

What is it you’d like to know?’

'What time is it?'

Said she

'Hmmm, let me check’

Said me

I breathed deep

Into my home

Earthen flesh

Salty dome

'The time

Is now...

I just checked

But in fact it’s hard to say

Since that was then

And this is now now.'

So I suppose

The time was Now.

somehow….

Belonging

I made a mistake

And I belong

Somehow

Even though

I was wrong