Moving limbs 

against a sunset-

luminous and transitory

The Sun's fluidity

wakes a Soul's divinity

and immerses it

with golden light.

The Soul compels 

the body

to dance. 

Let it. 

Today I awoke alone again

to another seemingly dreary day. 

The sky was grey

and I thought, 

"life lived as reality

was void of magic", 

but behind the dreariness,

clouds cloaked colors

beautifully fused-

So I waited;

and when the clouds parted,

a rainbow revealed itself

in my backyard. 

 

That day, I emerged a 

painter's medium.

My body a palette,

watercolor my totem

for the sky outside of my window

was a watercolor;

a touch from a brush of water

to a full spectrum.

 

Henri Miller mused on his favorite painters in,

"To Paint is to Love Again" saying,

"they drowned their knowledge in some

happy emulsion of purposeless purpose."

Purposeless purpose,

drowned in watercolors.

 

Mastery lies in delicate hands

yet the Great Mystery is

bold and magical. 

In purposeless purpose,

reality awaits 

outside of my door. 


"L'Amore Toujours"-watercolor by Henri Miller

A week has faded

out of one landscape

into another. The allegorical

Serpent, Monarch and Owl

turn into Paleolithic

Ocean Rock

Fog and Moon

Bittersweet

Distant from all distances crossed.

Fully aware that the

Earth has shifted Course.

If you weren't there

in essence of that

external time

I might try dying

Let my internal rhythm

resist its beat.

But patience does indeed

hold an eternal virtue

I don't mind the wait

as the wait remains

in this dream state

of flowering blossoms

for your return.

I was just commiserating

with the stars

that have lived millenniums 

and die out

 

Light lost 

from darkness

Or darkness lost of its light

 

Why do we die

from the backdrops

to which we cling?

We think we are just 

hanging there

 

Suspended by multitudes

of realities

with only one opposition.

I grasped hold of your being

as if you were the Universal Breath

The final drop of an ocean

A long journey's final steps

 

I hung onto your every word

not knowing if the world

was going to end

 

I held you in the highest regards

Towards a new consciousness.....

Your certainty 

doesn't impress me-

But the roaring 

of the ocean does;

and the mystery

of your face

Fully illuminated

 

Who are you-

We are each other

And yet it doesn't

seem to matter

 

It all goes away

to reconfigure its form

or start over

Like the breeze 

makes the leaves scatter

So the human side says to the spirit side.....

"I want to go out dancing tonight, but I have a slew of all sorts of problems like an infected foot and a heavy heart".......

And the spirit side says to the human side.....

"That hasn't stopped you before"

And the human side says to the spirit side......

"But I don't want anyone to see me, and I don't want to see anyone"

And the spirit side says to the human side......

"But I thought you wanted to go outside and dance"......

(And the human side puts on oversized sunglasses and a silk paisley headscarf and says,)

"I WANT TO BE ALONE".....

And the spirit side says to the human side,

"You don't have to go outside to dance, you know"

(Human side gives a blank stare and says,)

"Are you trying to make sense spirit"? "It's really annoying". 

And the spirit side says to the human side,

"It is you who is making sense"

(And the human side gives another blank stare and says,)

"Huh?"

And the spirit side says to the human side (as simply as it possibly can)

"It is YOU who is "making sense""

(human side gives another blank stare and the spirit side says to the human side,)

"Because I AM your human side". 

In this mirage
I saw something real;
In this divinity 
In this magical realm
The spaces between my brain
Where there's nothing to be 
recollected and no knowledge
To seek out.

Headstrong
With the Hawk's energy 
As my Guide
I move in a serene like atmosphere
Along the perils and tribulations
That I took on as my 
Muse and Inspiration.

To the high Tide
Following Water's movement
The flow is something
Like liquid gold
Like different sparkling light
Shiny and new.

Cast upon me was a hope
A small twinge of desire
Like I desire thee
Your soul 
Your spirit
Your complimentary 
Watchful Totem
That eyes my wordless brevity.

You say Words to me
And I feel deeply
It's the way you recite them 
Simplicity
Tranquility
Pure being
Brief moments of awakening
But they come steadily
As the water flows
To mouths of oceans.

The mirage fades
And the water recedes
Yet I"m still compelled
To walk 
Where I once stood-
As real and tangible
As anything ever was
and will be

My eyes meet your eyes
As you walk beside me