A redbird follows

A redbird has been following me for so long, looking at each other through these hand prints on the windows. Walking grass, soft earth, a pilgrimage without a map, but she follows me and speaks: The autumn air clearing, Her song rode the winds and took form In a...

We must be human

we must be human, creaking and cracking under the weight of existence, pushed out of one husk after another: so bittersweet is this love that aches until plucked. we must be human, with the anger of gods swelling these receded shells, cracking rotting wood,...

Connection is buried in loneliness

Connection is buried in loneliness, Those seeds that fell from us so joyfully, so effortlessly, All those times we laughed with friends and family – and if not them, a curious bird, a rambunctious river, even that stuffy old cloud: So many seeds we hid for this...

Emptiness is Listening

bodies wandering in space, feet searching for earth, (she supports without effort: take note, dear one!) hearts aching to speak: “what to do? how to be? Do you hear me??” No answers needed when presence breathes. In… Out… …In…. …Out… …a gap in...

Without Remainder

I sit on this throne suspended in space and time with nothing to grasp, hoisted and held only by the love that emanates through everything and everyone without remainder a royal beggar they have helped me become to surrender without remainder to serve without...