What Else
I stand before the great mirror of antiquity trying desperately, almost in vain, to understand what I see...
Path
Fate. No. Destiny. No. The machine that churns with metal gears crushing spirit, individuality, the fallen blackened veil...
Poem – Smoke
Smoke rose in the evening until the cold came now frozen in mid-winter pose.
Before the Fray
3:30am wakeup call It is cold and wet, but not a January cold. Cold from the dark and...
Lost Friend – Lloyd Skelton
I wrote this awhile ago, but have been thinking about the past, where I have come from, how...
Zen Questions
Reading “Zen Questions – Zazen, Dogen, and the Spirit of Creative Inquiry”, looking for answers to the questions...
Settled
Certain experiences, that reach beyond here, both in positive and negatives states of being, come back and provide...
Peace
Peace exists somewhere out there, beyond our limited understanding, and sometimes, our capability. For when emotion is allowed...
Beyond
When I look beyond this space I am confined within physically, I close my eyes and move myself...
January, 2012
In this year of pending changes, collectively, spiritually, and individually, it seems that nature has chosen to make...
Sense
Through images and words, the grains of fractured sand held in the open hand become a world and...
Coming Back
When I pass from this life, this present reality, and it is my time to return, it is...