gulls rise and fall
with the waters
cresting warm currents of air
the resting on pilings in natural prayer
earth mother speaks gently
to her attentive brood
shooing from her table
the raucous multitude
up at once and fly away
leaving still many to fish and play
on sand soft granules
between small toes
a laugh, a cry with life's flow
the dawn by light
ushered a glorious day
beseeching those present
to fall and pray
coursing torrent beneath distant waves
surface calm belies earth's fray
scales tipped
her balance out of sway
sleeping ships, dancing feet
upon her beach
shells, stars, tomorrow
just out of reach
some thunderous rumble
a far off roar
hold truths to bear
upon the shores
glad tidings passed
from tiny hands
to pining brought
upon all lands
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
eagle nebula
Brilliance comes forth faint
from the most black space
Let sound the horns in revelry
behold the shining face
Love irrepressible
Spirit and fire aspout
One stands trembling
weeping, laughing
falling when life runs out
Then enveloped Holy
by Creation's bold embrace
Any fear of passage shed
with songs of bird, the guide
To Travel through the silken threads
of light- born and died
A night, a life, Eternal
Gnostic in the cosmic Lace
from the most black space
Let sound the horns in revelry
behold the shining face
Love irrepressible
Spirit and fire aspout
One stands trembling
weeping, laughing
falling when life runs out
Then enveloped Holy
by Creation's bold embrace
Any fear of passage shed
with songs of bird, the guide
To Travel through the silken threads
of light- born and died
A night, a life, Eternal
Gnostic in the cosmic Lace
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
soul windows
bright eye embers
snuffed slowly
blown over with soft ash
sweetly
with lids the grey blue
of limestone cool
veils of crystalline
jewelled
portals of transcendence
whose vista is warmth
and being
and all else
there is to know
In whispers shallow
praise
i lay in darkness
waiting
to be lighted
by her shade drawn soul windows
snuffed slowly
blown over with soft ash
sweetly
with lids the grey blue
of limestone cool
veils of crystalline
jewelled
portals of transcendence
whose vista is warmth
and being
and all else
there is to know
In whispers shallow
praise
i lay in darkness
waiting
to be lighted
by her shade drawn soul windows
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