touch us |
we love totouch the lightningof midnite's innocent dreaming.there is a sudden joltof laughter and beauty,a quick chattering of love's emerald grace.i had anancient gypsyceremony i learnedone summer in...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Jul 2009 20:12:00 GMT |
having those dreams of RM and LC... |
if you let me singif there is a choiceif arunachala still has a voiceif there is still that wellif this nite be trueif this voice still holds thruif the plains ache and rejoiceif your palms make light...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jun 2009 14:36:00 GMT |
upon listening to mere gurudev... |
sooni'll only have one prayer left.itwill simply beamma amma amma...i'll see youallon that day.
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jan 2009 17:57:00 GMT |
in this new praise |
oh ammamy heart has sevenmoons, theyall sing your name.tonitei pray for a universe,to be devouredin this new praise.
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jan 2009 17:46:00 GMT |
what will ever be left unspoken |
oh ammaoh ammai've lost everythingfor nothing...and nowthis nothinghas come to touch all.what will be left for speaking,what will ever be left unspoken...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jan 2009 17:40:00 GMT |
dripping with wonder |
this morning i woke with ahundred new prayers.one for the flicker ofbeauty, another forthe orange poppie inour hearts, readyto explode.i saw whispers forthe ancient andmurmurs for the travellingdead.t...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Jan 2009 08:02:00 GMT |
so i can love you more |
i want to divide myselfa thousand timesso i can love you more.i want tenthousand heartsto shatterwith this longing.i want a thousandflamesfor the cool dissolvinginto this beauty.i want tenthousan...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Jan 2009 12:17:00 GMT |
tangible again |
the coats of the graveyard are dancing.old windowed bones nowalight with fresh wings.i trace over and overyour dark bodyuntil we are / lavendersingularpolished as one seamless breath.lips like an open...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 23:24:00 GMT |
a thousand glories deep |
molana has kissed my lips...i burned an arrow and founda naked pleadingi looked to the sky for rainand received this cup of milki entered the flameand felt our eternal kissi had a pathnow just th...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Nov 2008 16:17:00 GMT |
to our generations potential |
we never get very farin this extended farewellof time and melody, of reason andmagic.somehow the thread is always returnedwe are allowed this fragile senseof continuation, a storytelling of hope and w...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 18:10:00 GMT |
