mind scribbles fill the papers, lost and found, found and lost.
The cleanup of the mind is startingBreaking down old habitsGo nuts I saidOnly nuts for a weekDeny any other kind of food only nuts it is Fasting is easy when you chooseWhen starved before because there was no other choiceLiving on bush salads from the river bedsLost in the forest …
A calm breeze touches the fingertips of my hand reaching out. On savanna dessert sands, paws crossed the lion at ease satisfied and full. Calmness hearing a leaf moving slowly, rhythmically backwards and forwards from side to side until touching the surface of the ocean. Calmness as traveling in air, …
Hours of writing the soul converts to mother tongueSymbols of old break down words The gentle comes earthyDouble you come worthy The forest is the gardenof the house within Light shines from the windowsThe door is open for you and me On the coffee tableIs the invitationWhere shiny letters mark
The silver spoon stirs the white cloud through the morning tea.Half awake or half asleep I look at the cloud disappear.The cloud has no name or has a thought it’s simply there. Leave the bread on the table it was never meant to eat. The heavy backpack lost in the …
A gentle push on the rhythm of the breathInhale and hold, close your eyesExhale and listen to the air coming from the lungs.The ease covers in a warm blanketWarm from inside curling up to the flames Whispering sweet words in silenceTasting honey on the tongueFeeling how all becomes one How …
Standing among the lizards, not all can be gentle in a cruel world.Fire is as equal to water as to air as to earth.Flames carry the power to transform. From the darkness, the death, the core -to- the beauty, the dance, the feet.Embrace everything there is. Life is a gift, …
A new day come,
We’ve only just begun,
Like the day is young,
We’ve only just begun to find our momentum.
A Burning tree on birds eye view
Perfect round, black soil, ambers twinkle.
Fruit forbidden,
Would Eden have been discovered
The Off Button Stop talking to me! I shout while I go along with his frustrations. Is there an off button perhaps? Who ever said that…Is there such a thing a bad? I’m frustrated about the world but I’m acting like a child. I only sit here and demand what …
Gravity chosen, objects float,eyes closed. Read between the lines, she said. Sounds travel mondegreen in the winds. While diaphanous figures dancing above. Read trough the fresh washed cotton. Naked in the earth. Grains sip trough toes like an hourglass.Nor an end nor beginning, only sand.Connected trough light years, penciled in …
