sitting at the wellspring…

the bright baby blue
bubbling, gurgling newness
of life coming into form

the electric sparkle
life giving flow meets the sunshine again
like ancient lovers reunited
dancing a flickering rainbow of their joy

a young pegasus stands by
pawing at the pretty torrent
tossing his mane
letting the singing silver
tickle his velvet lips


even trees
have a song
even trees
know their roots
even trees
grasp and strive
if they know their meaning is to survive

blue bottles bear
the marks of yesteryear
trying in the canyon sun
to build a home for everyone
magnificent shelter
beauty filled
one man’s trash

songs of the new world
echo in valleys
ripple in waves around the world
grateful hands and feet
earth tired
kiss the sea
sending love like a beacon

calling love back to now
back to hearts
back to sunsplashed moments
and sparkly-eyed smiles
come back to me on this beach
remember who you are

i’ll play for you
on this keyboard
a song of your soul

if you’ll let me touch your heart
with kid gloves
and shaking hands
at the magnificence
of who we are

an ocean of souls
rising and swelling
with the spring tide
ready to flood the land
and birth it anew

we are the drops, we are the wave, we are the ocean
salty tears and flowing hair
buoyant and liquid
salt water in our veins

in the vast empty spaces within
our spirit rests
like a fine perfume


Layers of dead wood
Twiggy and tangled
Clutching at new growth
Keeping light out
Keeping dank, dark in

Tangled inner branches
Surplus, directionless, fruitless, striving
Creating a clear space inside
For sunlight to caress the trunk
For breezes to blow through
To focus vitality in the strong outer limbs
To simplify growth
To bear more fruit
To thrive

Occasional thorns
Dead branches fighting back
Straining the neck
Looking up, reaching
For the awkward tangly tips
Moments of exasperation and overwhelm
Where to begin?

And then softly… The tree whispers to me
This one
and this one
And this
And this
And on we work together
until it is done.


Don’t tear this moment to shreds
Don’t impose perfection on a footloose future
Never say never again.

Here is the root of now.
This is the only how
Be free in it
be one with it
Be alive

Where are the chains that held me?
Gone, only my muscles still feel their pinching
Will I open my eyes to see I am free?

Most of many moments
Matter fluttering to infinity
Does it just fade away?
Fade into the background where it always has been
Where it always will be.

I hear you, but who am I?
What has changed?
Everything is as it always had been,
As it always will be.
Eternally and constantly shifting in this moment
Life with itself