example in being

Any movement or sound is a profession of faith,

as the millstone grinding is explaining

how it believes in the river.

No metaphor can explain this,

but i cannot stop pointing to the beauty.

Rumi,  "Put This Design in Your Carpet"

the knowledge of crows and others

it is windy now, it seems

the glass rattles in the frame

earlier today it was windy too

only the crows knew this

only the trees, the tall grasses

what do any of us know from inside our houses?

amongst the feet of flowers

for james~


i sit at your feet 
and invite my head to bob 
heavily toward the earth

there is no such thing as low or lowly
there is only you and i
and paying attention to this moment

intimacy and hope

grey

(un)knowing

the more i know 

i know 

i know nothing

this is morning

this is life

this is everything

the dead leaves lie side by side 

saying nothing

being - in fact - dead leaves

this is what it means to be a dead leaf 

this is what it means to be a dead leaf 

this is what it means

the light passes 

changes everything

changes nothing

i am overwhelmed with being

the real world

where do you go when the world is too much with you?

turn your back on the world, 

leave the world, 

walk strongly and firmly away from the world

and find the real one.

the bounty

how much life and light one face holds 
and reflects!
i wonder on the uncountable stories,
the immeasurable joy and pain.

on the intimacy of ice

and paying attention~

before the dance

sometimes there are dances

can you hear the music?

it plays inside her