to be the poem...

if you cannot be the poet

be the poem

~

my rolling seas...

you are the rolling seas

my holy plea

the trinity

in you my heart sets sail
    with midnight veil
    and holy grail

 

    into the dark of night
    the temptest flight
    in virgin white

our chart the distant shore
the magic lore
love evermore

our lives the waves we ride
poseidon at our side
skies open wide

you are my rolling seas
and i your wild banshee

.

.

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[inspired by a friend's talk of boats and voyages and a thing called hope]

there is a place...

called hope

it lives within

the heart

of each

of us

makin' it to capri...

afloat in the fierce ragin’ sea           
holdin’ on to our life’s debris           
hopin’ we’ll make it to capri           

but life don’t play like it ought to       
none of our dreams ever come true       
so we go on in sleep deja vu           

and wonder what oh what
are we gonna do

the edge...

i want to stand as close

to the edge as i can

without going over -

out on the edge

you see all the

kinds of things

you can't see

from the center

we are more deeply inserted...

that we find...a poppy beautiful

means that we are less alone -


that we are more deeply inserted

into existence than

the course of a single life

would lead us to believe -
.
.
.
.

from the edge...

I want to stand as close 

to the edge as I can 

without going over.

Out on the edge 

you see all the

kinds of things 

you can't see

from the center.

love first...

i don't want to live -

i want to love first

and live incidentally -

the gift...

 love never claims -

it ever gives

 

to choose...

On this narrow planet, 

we have only the choice 

between two unknown worlds. 

One of them tempts us - ah! 

what a dream, to live in that! - 

the other stifles us at the first breath.

and so it is...isn't it, trish?

we write to taste life twice, 

in the moment and in retrospection -

the awakening...

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting -

The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star -

Hath had elsewhere its setting. 

And cometh from afar -

that little touch of blue...

in the center of any flame

is that little touch of blue...

to me, truman capote is one of the most intriguing characters of literature and film - i would love to have had the opportunity to sit down at dinner with him, perhaps to the light of a candle flame, with a little touch of blue....this is just one of his many quotes that i find so touching - and i hope you do -

which way do you choose?

there are two ways to live:

you can live as if 

nothing is a miracle -

you can live as if 

everything is a miracle -

the voyage...

the real voyage

of discovery

consists not in

seeking new landscapes

but in having

new eyes

the awakening...

Only that day dawns to which we are awake.

the lesson is blowin' in the wind...

you throw the sand

against the wind -

and the wind

blows it back

again...

are you ready...

 are you ready for the other side
to see what's there upon the tide
are you ready for the other side
for your arms your heart to open wide
are you ready for the other side
or will you falter run and hide
are you ready for the other side

our blessed MOTHER EARTH...

We're sitting on 

our blessed Mother Earth 

from which we get 

our strength and 

determination,

love and humility - 

all the beautiful attributes 

that we've been given. 

So turn to one another; 

love one another; 

respect one another; 

respect Mother Earth; 

respect the waters - 

because that's life itself!

the green earth...

The green earth

sends her incense up.

From many a mountain shrine;

From folded leaf

and

dewey cup
She pours her sacred wine.