I built my house with the sun there were four walls against snakes empty windows to admit the breeze no roof so the stars would visit me The sky grew cloudy and rains came one night I slept in water then reluctant raised a roof this is how I lost the stars The winds descended …
Three nights later, and I still have not returned to an east coastal sleep pattern. While it is "only" five time zones away, the body and the mind take in so much information in such travel that the consequences are deeper and broader than the meager mind would care to admit. Some years ago I …
In simple faith the kingdom is won. What money buys is bread alone. What money buys are the works of women and the works of men; with a simpler faith you win the spirit's coin. One teacher said, the heart can see the kingdom on earth, if the guise of maturity is stripped away. If …
The mind's eye is easily occluded, as simply and as naturally as clouds form and veil the face of the Sun. Or the eye's perception may be overwhelmed by the colors and the kaleidoscopic movement of the world. If that eye is clouded, we experience the surfaces of things; beautiful, plentiful, absorbing. But in all …
Like a curtain being pulled back, revealing landscape which has not been previously witnessed, stepping from a boat into the waters above a reef and turning your eyes toward the ocean's bottom opens a window on a world which could not have been imagined had it not been seen. Had it not been seen, the …
Above the slopes of the eastern mountain, the moon rises; it is nearing its seven-day size, waxing to half light, half darkness. The light of the sun as it sets strikes the dusty surface and, without atmosphere to impede, reflects back to our earth, in a delicate choreography which changes each minute and each day. …
The heart is torn by wind. When the heart-wind rises, true words are taken and replaced with falsehoods. That is the way of the wind. It is harder for the one afflicted, even, than it is for those he or she accosts: the heart is torn by wind, and the words and deeds which proceed …
I took some time to gear myself up a bit, and swam out to the lava point at White Rock Beach. I had been practicing snorkeling in the shallows — never having been a water person, further and deeper can bring me closer to the edge of comfort, and unfamiliarity with the techniques and the …
Some two thousand five hundred miles from the coast of California, a "hot spot" in the floor of the Pacific ocean has jetted matter from the heart of earth toward the sky. It passes through cooling waters, and becomes a cone that, over the millennia, breaks the waves and rises thousands of feet above the …
"I've never considered myself a spiritual person, but the first time I stopped the boat above a singing male, and dropped the hydrophone in the water…" Then there is a pause for words, which are not available. This is the well from which the poets draw water, the place beyond words, where words alone are …
A winter storm has covered our earth with snow, like the sands of a beach, but deposited by waves of wind; now the air temperature rises and sleet makes a slick glaze overall; now the sun is left behind as we spin toward the east, — whatever East is: we spin in the direction of …
There was a time when I was young, I must have been 3 or 4 years old, when my parents would take us to the inland sea. We lived in Michigan, on the Upper Peninsula, a short detour north, as it happened, in the long run of our lives; we lived in a rambler whose …