Teardrops form
in the castles of my mind.

Yesterday is a broken icicle
and tomorrow -

the ice cube tray not yet set.
This moment is a pulsing crystal

turning in a perfect heartbeat.
I will myself to feel,

to slow to hear its thunder
and step surely into its rhythm.

To my fellow swimmers:
here is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift,
that there are those who will be afraid,
who will try to hold on to the shore,
they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly.
Know that the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore,
push off into the middle of the river,
and keep our heads above water.
And I say see who is there with you and celebrate.
At this time in history we are to take nothing personally,
least of all ourselves, for the moment we do,
our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over.
Gather yourselves.
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
For we are the ones we have been waiting for.
-Hopi Elders Prophecy

In the silence of the heart
rings the purest sound.

There’s a silver thread
flooded with color.

There’s a rainbow
that never fades.

26-07-09

spinning
i breathe
sweet ease
carrying me
wave over wave
and under
rising to
new breath
Splendor.

misty dawn
her soft edges
smooth the edges of doubt
restore Truth again
and the flame in my heart

the air is a cold knife against my skin
i breathe
and my soul sings
so alive
the tea
the toast
the honey
i have at this moment
and your words
are fire
all that matters

There are a million suns in your eyes
Share them
Your heart can hold enough light for everyone you see
Let it
Drop your fears
Cast away your defenses
That are your addictions
That are everything that takes you from this moment
This exquisite breath
This intoxicating pulsing
The beautiful being you are
Dissolve in your love
This is eternity