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Come now Child

Back, back again
to square one.
Come back now Child,
learn again how to give,
wholly,
unselfishly,
to give and give again
without the thought of return.
Come back to the deep quiet gateway
within you,
the vast dream-webbed entry to
All That Is.
Come now Child,
free your heart
from all that you burden it with,
let it open as wide
as the rainbowed eggshell sky,
let it be as bright & clear
as the light of a thousand suns
shining forth into the future
upon all of the gifts
that are waiting there
for you to meet them.
Come Child,
learn again the simple joy
of one foot in front
of the other,
let each step
bring you into the newness
of every Thing
before you.

graced by light

Muscles still tight
from the deep
instinctive
push back,
inwardly groaning,
like lengths of trees in the sun
as they stretch toward
the meeting place.

The heat will lead you in,
a trickle,
flowing like water,
quivering,
then rushing,
melting into
the vast teeming ocean.

20 miles
condensed into color,
hanging above your head,
not to weigh you down,
but to make you look
higher.
Prayers woven into the
air currents
shimmering,
turning,
brought levity through
the free and pure joy
gifted us by the young,
rippling,
unadulterated,
out to the wider world
where hidden elephants sing
us flying through the air,
Asian grandmother
dancing alongside
as lightly as
a spring blossom
on the wind.

babies

Sometimes, when I am completely fed up with people and really want not to be, I remind myself that everyone was once a baby. That overly-opinionated and extremely rude customer – baby, the shockingly overweight person snarfing fast food racking up healthcare bills practically visibly – baby, the wretched-looking street person talking to the air and twitching nervously – baby. They didn’t start out that way. They too were once a tiny-pound bundle of nothing but innocence and joy. Sometimes that helps.
And sometimes there is nothing I can do the stem the tide of my heart breaking in anguish to see how much suffering everyone weighs themselves down with. There is so much. It is so overwhelming sometimes and I want to be able to fix it and I don’t know how.

lost (2006)

lost in the room of myself,
I find myself.

suddenly,
things become
clear,
and I realize
how very simple
it all is.

this joy never stops.
it is always here,
in all things,
just waiting for you
to accept it.