Ornaments in the Making
In those fleeting moments, a fading storyGlistening through evaporating amber flesh, light codesIn a swelling heart, a silent prayerWithin this inflowing cosmic energy, an answered prayer
Tag Archives: sunlight
This Light…
for beaming for a flash of insight and a reminder of all the I am. One last hurrah for light. Giddy in anticipation to stand at the precipice of the heralded oceanic opening where it all started. Most magnificent and … Continue reading
Oh the Magnificent
I couldn’t let such a magnificent light pass through without at least one moment to enfold in its warmth, to be here, present…to break rhyme…hurry this season is shifting swiftly. But really I’m gonna savor every last drop of it.
So Luminous
Drifting, memories across all timelines.Washing over me, birdsongs drowning out the breeze.tuning to the day that will come. Living pulsing golden light, the scarlet from beneathWashed in the blood of the lamb, who would have thought?Ascending into the holy of … Continue reading
Me And My Shadow
Shadows mean sunshine or light evincing. Where is all the light emerging from? More energy, more life force…it’s certainly out there. It’s no wonder children are full of it—rays of hope in otherwise dark times ahead. It was great hanging … Continue reading
Abracadabra…My Daily Practice
Peace from mind,extricating the design of the past.I’m in my heart,bridging the gaps of present conditions.Clearing disturbances to reconnect with the diamond sun,to create something beyond,to see a better for all. Pleading the muffles to boom and clatter and for … Continue reading
Carried and Ever So Cherished Wisdom
I spot them everywhere within Red and even out here sky beams delightfully dancing upon her redwood planks whilst dazzling me with their seductive saltation. It just takes a few minutes of gazing to become mesmerized, besotten and immersed deeply … Continue reading
Brightest Light of the Soul
Adios ego, I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to see it succumb once and for all. Feeling its resistance and all its tall tales, first burst of tears then glimpses of candor through the refractions of the … Continue reading
On the Couch
I wrote about this my first year in college. I have the original on a floppy disk, remember those? However, no device to plug it into to retrieve my writings from back in the day. Whatever I wrote, had my … Continue reading
Why I Wake Early
“Just a minute, said a voice in the weeds.” So I stood still in the day’s exquisite morning light. – Mary Oliver
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