Peace has never been so good.

Restful Longing


The watery moon-lit
      glaze flows below
            my brain with such
                   strength - such certainty


As the midnight tree creatures
      dance upon my ears
            with music
                  as fruit might to a tongue


Save me - calm earth,
      from the blustering boom
            of tomorrow


Let me rest for now
      hush these thoughts
            as water vapor fills
                  my lungs with a cool
                        silence


      beautiful breath..


This canyon of wounds
      invites healing
            this graceful plea of
                  filtered sorrow


It was never about the rain
      - each droplet, so small
            but the peaceful accumulation
                  flowing into the pond of
                        wisdom


The place where the dirt
      proudly lies, settled
             at the bottom - smiling upward
                   through the pure cleansing
                         waters of time and knowing


Each word - a droplet
      each thought - a puddle
            all joining together
                  in the resting place
                        where I long to be.

Pursing in Surrender

Opening up


Like a pursed flower


      rising
Reaching into this


      surrendering
Each petal


      bleeding
Ricocheting downward


      condensing
Fleeing inside the pulse


      breathing
Working through each elaborate chasm


      beating
Opening toward perfect warmth


      releasing
Bathing in shameless pools


      dripping
Curling in fern-like delight


      baring
Stretching for chapelled ceilings


      absorbing
Blossoming every inch


      wilting
Falling toward floor-lit caves


      readying
Dancing in harmonic rhythm


      slowing
Spreading throughout the end


      resting


            finding


                  progressing