Wild geese
http://www.phys.unm.edu/~tw/fas/yits/archive/oliver_wildgeese.html
Category: Poetry
Cast all your votes for dancing – Hafiz
I know the voice of depression Still calls to you. I know those habits that can ruin your life Still send their invitations. But you are with the Friend now And look so much stronger. You can stay that way And even bloom! Keep squeezing drops of the Sun From your prayers and work and Read more about Cast all your votes for dancing – Hafiz[…]
Radiance
There is a place in the heart where everything meets.Go there if you want to find me.Mind, senses, soul, eternity, all are there.Are you there? Enter the bowl of vastness that is the heart.Give yourself to it with total abandon. Quiet ecstasy is there – and a steady, regal sense of resting in a perfect Read more about Radiance[…]
I own the night that each day works to erase – Saul
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Of Mere Being
The palm at the end of the mind, Beyond the last thought, risesIn the bronze distance. A gold-feathered bird Sings in the park, without human meaning, Without human feeling, a foreign song. You know then that it is not the reason. That makes us happy or unhappy. The bird sings. It’s feathers shine The palm Read more about Of Mere Being[…]
Dark moon of deepest winter
Funeral
I’m struggling
I am not at peace here and haven’t been for a long long time I’m surprised to look back and see there was a time when it wasn’t like this And I don’t know when it changed I think when I left home I still felt close to my brothers And when I went travelling Read more about I’m struggling[…]
Winter Apple
WINTER APPLE By David Whyte Let the apple ripen on the branch beyond your need to take it down. Let the coolness of autumn and the breathing, blowing wind test its adherence to endurance, let the others fall. Wait longer than you would, go against yourself, find the pale nobility of quiet that ripening demands… Read more about Winter Apple[…]
Morning crows
Morning crows and a magpie, or two? Evening swirls and whirls of wind. and a blitz of rain against the black night sky.
Floating downriver
The chance of humming – Rumi A man standing on two logs in a river. might do alright floating with the current. while humming in the now Though if one log is tied to a camel. who is heading south along the river at the same pace. all could still be well with the world. Read more about Floating downriver[…]