Such beauty produces such
a pleasurable lethargy in me.
Perhaps it is the schism
between the time I have
and the eons yet to be.
Everything in the natural world
testifies to the long history
of everything.
The natural world is every
person's birthright.
Too often squandered or
too cheaply sold.
We must break from
all the crucifying dogmas.
Every child should know the
Milky Way.
The land belongs to no one-
but is the inheritance of everyone.
I know I must leave here-
May this beauty continue
to sustain my soul.
October 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Poem
Free me.
Pull me into forever
and always
in every direction.
Stretch me taut as the sky.
I want to peek
behind all of this
that is seen.
October 2010
Pull me into forever
and always
in every direction.
Stretch me taut as the sky.
I want to peek
behind all of this
that is seen.
October 2010
Mabel's View
What Mabel wrote is true
the land is so real that
people do seem trivial and false.
The light is everywhere--
great swaths of it over everything
but where the clouds create
shadows on the mountains.
The land rises and falls
and is dotted with junipers.
Today there is wind
and the large magpies
glide effortlessly on the currents.
Their large shadows move
across the grasses then in the room,
up the bed and then are gone.
It is marvelous to watch them soar.
My spirit sails with them.
Yes, people seem so trivial and false.
October 2010
the land is so real that
people do seem trivial and false.
The light is everywhere--
great swaths of it over everything
but where the clouds create
shadows on the mountains.
The land rises and falls
and is dotted with junipers.
Today there is wind
and the large magpies
glide effortlessly on the currents.
Their large shadows move
across the grasses then in the room,
up the bed and then are gone.
It is marvelous to watch them soar.
My spirit sails with them.
Yes, people seem so trivial and false.
October 2010
Wabi Sabi
At first the Rolls Royce
seems out of place here
particularly when in stark contrast
with the Pueblo village
of Galisteo we are touring.
But after a visit to his studio
where you see the lucid paintings
and the lush photographs
then you rightly understand
That the person who sees
and creates such beauty
deserves all the jaunts
in the Silver Cloud he wants.
For Forrest Moses
October 2010
seems out of place here
particularly when in stark contrast
with the Pueblo village
of Galisteo we are touring.
But after a visit to his studio
where you see the lucid paintings
and the lush photographs
then you rightly understand
That the person who sees
and creates such beauty
deserves all the jaunts
in the Silver Cloud he wants.
For Forrest Moses
October 2010
Taint Removal
You could imagine the natural
beauty still there underneath
all the layers of taint.
Taint removal is not such
an involved and complicated process
as he had anticipated-
Needed first was a place of Beauty
where the soul could be expansive
and remember the beginning.
Second was a great Stillness
where you could hear
your soul's secret language.
Miraculously the layers of taint
peel away, slowly and completely-
until That what always Is
is brilliantly seen and the
song of the Universe is heard
And the diamond underneath the
hard crust of Myth and Culture
appears.
October, 2010
beauty still there underneath
all the layers of taint.
Taint removal is not such
an involved and complicated process
as he had anticipated-
Needed first was a place of Beauty
where the soul could be expansive
and remember the beginning.
Second was a great Stillness
where you could hear
your soul's secret language.
Miraculously the layers of taint
peel away, slowly and completely-
until That what always Is
is brilliantly seen and the
song of the Universe is heard
And the diamond underneath the
hard crust of Myth and Culture
appears.
October, 2010
Cerillos
Here the eye is overwhelmed
by all there is to see,
something between the
vista and the light,
the rise and fall of the land
the sparse lushness of the vegetation-
Between the hummingbird
and the blue pinon jay-
the jack rabbits and the coyotes-
my soul responds harmoniously
with the connectivity of everything.
The fly traversing my thumb
and the spider in the ceiling's corner,
the rocks and bone beneath my feet-
streaking meteors--the Milky Way
And then the awareness of
all of the unseen, yet sensed.
Here, I am with everything.
October 2010
by all there is to see,
something between the
vista and the light,
the rise and fall of the land
the sparse lushness of the vegetation-
Between the hummingbird
and the blue pinon jay-
the jack rabbits and the coyotes-
my soul responds harmoniously
with the connectivity of everything.
The fly traversing my thumb
and the spider in the ceiling's corner,
the rocks and bone beneath my feet-
streaking meteors--the Milky Way
And then the awareness of
all of the unseen, yet sensed.
Here, I am with everything.
October 2010
Always
Always-
there is the emerging
and the vanishing
with the overlapping
occurring continuously.
Always-
there has been something
and so much is ephemera
and we the brief witnesses
grasp and can not hold.
Always-
the conundrums
the paradoxes
the enigmas
and the prayers.
Always-
the sate of wonder
the state of bafflement
the state of profundity
act of love.
October 7, 2010
there is the emerging
and the vanishing
with the overlapping
occurring continuously.
Always-
there has been something
and so much is ephemera
and we the brief witnesses
grasp and can not hold.
Always-
the conundrums
the paradoxes
the enigmas
and the prayers.
Always-
the sate of wonder
the state of bafflement
the state of profundity
act of love.
October 7, 2010
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