and at night
when we might take
or give comfort
we think instead of time and the morrow
feeling desire,  I know I am alive
but later, perhaps later

father of intention
mother of birth
creatrix of changing pattern

sharing feelings long withheld
promised open space*
but now
He sleeps
I wait

All music ends in silence

and I am timeless
  
until the metronome
awakes familiar chords

today      I        sang
a song of me a
promise now delivered
unfolding melody
earthly sound of woman
soft and dark, blue and true
don't try to change
what is
evolves because it must
when      sung       out          loud

You are so Loved
May you so Love You Too

Image Shattered
what it is :
shards of stone cold dead
Who is it
trembling now exposed
no patterned paths to tread
Who I Knew    I Was    Now Am Not
future can't be read
present glows  ~  potential vast
Unknown   my Friend   my Dread

***
life
denied
is not contained
hungry heat sparking fires

Deadly to creativity,
paralyzing  joy,
invalidating beauty,
Denial of Essence

Never am I singular
always a chorus within
Now bolder than ever
my voices are heard
I speak and I listen
and so am sustained
Lonely not ever
in consort with me
fine consult at ready
in my world of we.

They have molded one fine dream
       so grand that it takes two
For one of them it's now dead end
      and one cannot pursue
We build to leave before we're done
         no matter what we do
No power can prevent the loss
          from this small point of view

weary I come for touch  
no judgement  no demand

amazed I feel myself
as I am
...
rising ready
again

I chose to be born in summer,
when my body is loved by air
and immersed in my mother's water.
I am salt .. water .. cured

I remember us, so connected.
I thought to follow you
but yours was not my time.  
You expand and explore
  your soul path
our mother no more

Phoebe called insistently, loud and close.
 I remember you
whistling to the birds
rarely so innocent, so dear.
  You are beyond regret
our father no more.

One day I'll look back
and name these blessed good days
Why wait ? I smile now.

Love it or Judge it
I already am It.
******.

blurred non edges
directional lines now waver
melding with uncertainty
biding time, abiding self
in bog darkened depths
warily inviting what shall emerge

asking for poetry
attending the breath...
inhaling exhaling symmetry

one at a time they appear
each in a different room
four so far
baby mice
sitting perfectly still
willing to be carried
to soft ground, open air, green growing leaves

Sever useless ties that bind
All created in the mind
Honor only loving choice
Speak with strong authentic voice
Sing no dirge of yesterday
Find myself in timeless play
**Respond as if I know me not
for I'm not who where when I thought

The little boys
I see them seldom
But I was there when they were born
As tiny babes I loved them well
They come now for sweet embrace*
They remember

Pulled to kneeling
By assaults of worry.
I surrender.
Receive this blessing.
You are the power for yourself.
As I am mine.

I know that you write
in the still of your night.
The blues that hold sway
will have space here to play.

~ ~ ~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
a d o r a t i o n
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
gratefully experiencing this moment
  e x p a n d i n g
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  
*there is no other

Inevitable movement
follows inscrutable pathways
within boundless unknown.
Admit any possibility with courage.
Of this I am sure :
Fear is no Wisdom path.

I went while dark to see what stars might shine to me
but fireflies came close enchantingly
my vision needs be here not there
to see these fairy flitters, star fliers flashing green
pulsing out of time and space
to birth a startling burst of joy
a laugh so pure and fragile
an exhale, only, to begin
again to live in awe

Holy Grail
I drink from you
Faith beyond knowing

You are the man
I dreamed you'd become
Your own