One-Winged Moth

One-Winged Moth

I nearly sit on the yellow moth speckled with gray that rests on the patio chair. Sadly, it crawls across the metal, wobbling with its single wing.   Up close I see the dark spot where the second wing once hung.   Oh you poor flightless soul. No longer will...
Sky Yearns

Sky Yearns

When you disappear into worry the mountains miss you.   The sky yearns for your company.   The earth longs for your step.   And the Beloved inner self aches for your return.   Any moment, when that longing calls, come back, awaken to the now where...

Perma-love

These flash floods tear through and erode one’s homeland. They wash away the topsoil and leave in their wake gullies, ditches and silt.   The first impulse— divert the flow off the land, renunciate it, so it won’t cause so much trouble!   But then the Divine...