Under The Bridge
Where waters of gold flow, where hearts fill with thrillsand days fade into Aurelian dreams.
Where waters of gold flow, where hearts fill with thrillsand days fade into Aurelian dreams.
All things gather where life is a songThe river running byThe sunset and the dawn From the beyond and the deferred arrivalsthe spirit swellingLost in me, and in you time to be,time to see. Under gracehow lack that Iwhat testify … Continue reading
All the water below me came from above. All the clouds living in the mountains gave it to the rivers, who gave it to the sea, which was their dying. -David Whyte
Getting our rhythm on over here,under the ever present.Flowing with the great fallsburned by the fire of loveyet the underlying current, pulsingsorting things out againsome call it “The Way”I call it rising like a riverI’ll explain more in my dreams.
Know what is in front of your face and what is hidden from you will be disclosed to you. -Gospel of Thomas, 5 Whoop, there it is. Every moment, every day, every year of my life it was right there. … Continue reading
Ever wonder about the drops? Rampant and rallying together burgeoning with water…all pent-up with that potential energy in an expanding cloud. What do you think they are feeling or thinking? I bet it’s not terror. Perhaps a bit of anxiety … Continue reading
Don’t be afraid, there is nothing. You are always and forever the deepness. Even while the world is on fire, these waters embody their stillness. They are what you might call waters flowing to the rhythms of their deep and … Continue reading
Most feathered friends have taken off in flocks heading south by now. I read this poem and thought of them…wish I were in their feathers right about now, weary, tender and happy to be soaring with friends sans regrets to … Continue reading
I was accused of being in the water for three hours. I’ve been accused of worse things, but there’s no way I could have because my bladder signals me after about an hour and as much as I would have … Continue reading
We’ll be hanging out here, or wherever there is water until my real life begins. After downloading a few photos, I have noticed a water theme…must be something about it I should investigate. Baby bear can’t get enough of dipping … Continue reading