Showing posts with label universe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label universe. Show all posts

Saturday, October 31, 2015

Hungry

everywhere
every moment
in every leaf that falls,
in every dew drop
poised on edge,
in every blade of grass
brown or green,
in every seed
waiting to be spent,
I see hunger,
the universe gorging on itself,
driven by a raging fire
to thrive, to feed
everything alive,
dead or dying,
hungry for a taste
of anything called life;
the feast of a life
well-lived.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Eyes

and so I gave you
a billion eyes
so I could see
myself,
through you.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

and I danced
so I could close
my wandering eyes
and see the whorls
of the cosmos
exploding inside.



Friday, March 6, 2015

and I stood at the edge
where the waves
kissed my toes,
and carried me
into the universe.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

The Vessel

If you come to me
with a little cup
to be filled,
you will
walk away
with only a cupful.

Come to me
with your
whole self,
empty
of everything
you believe
is you,
and you
will be filled
with the cosmos.


Thursday, September 25, 2014

Birth

I am no more your mother
than the dark soil
where you rest -
your womb, your coffin
until it's time;
I am no more your mother
than the flaming sun
that stokes your spirit -
reclaimed, rejoicing
at your arrival;
I am no more your mother
than the flannel clouds
that distill joy
filling your every cell
and breath;
I am no more your mother
than the agile wind
who carries you
to the moon and stars
every now and then;
I am no more your mother
than the dancing trees
under whose shade
you will sit some day,
where your eyes
will wander
to the sun and the earth,
to the clouds and the wind,
to the moon and the stars,
who called you
into this world
one fine day.




Sunday, April 27, 2014

The Birth of New Love

when the first show of green
peeps out of the dark, acrid soil,
the whole universe conspires
for the rain and the sun
to baptize
the birth of new love.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Filling my cup

when I hold
an empty cup,
I can choose
to fill it
with the Universe.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

You don't need an armor...

You don't need
an armor -
to battle
the pricking rain,
the searing desert,
the swirling wind, or
the raging fire;
You need to
rip yourself open,
strip to the core
of your being,
and feel
the whole Universe
flowing
through you,
carrying you
with love.