(2014)
1998.... while touring india.... exploring the town of rishikesh a popular hindu pilgrimage site along the banks of the holy mother…
I cried again today, and I did not die. I even know why it is I cried today. Because the truth
How does a landed mariner ever tell a living soul about the exquisite rapture of the sultry siren’s song ? As it echoed through the mist,
I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.
It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing
Oh, knower of my heart, this trembling voice cries out in words that cannot begin to tell how deep my longing is for thee.
I dreamed of being lost and trappe… in a land of angry fearful liars. There was nowhere to run or hide. I cowered cornered and exhausted, my back against the furthest wall;
I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there
Forgiveness? Not on your life. My life was stolen from me. For what?
What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…
What is this code that we agree up… but dare not ever speak in words ? That mysterious unspoken-ness looming where we choose to gather. It’s sure we must be seen to know
Is there any way I might touch yo… that doesn’t skim right off the su… of your exquisitely contrived vene… Is there a plea which I might utt… that would stir you from within?
My father is dead, still he speaks through me; “Don’t say anything....OR ELSE!… There was plenty of “OR ELSE!” to go around.
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
