Who walks footless

starlit ocean
sings a song on this keyboard
can you see her
pinned to the night

love is everyone's eyes
weeping
like this
your very last breath
sings

no one wears this flowing diaphanous gown of mirrored moon glow

Woven of murmuring echoes and reflections of memories

Scratchy recordings of old songs bouncing down the lane of shadows and across the still waters

Pale and dusty light shimmering through the morning mist...

Always clearer than clear 

That there is nothing to be caught in moonlight 

Not even the moon.... 

painting rainbows on the window will not hide the storm within

or without

where is the line between your face and its reflection

this tsunami has always been hanging over your heart

glass is liquid tears

love waits to catch a glimpse of itself

in your eyes

sun and moon slide across the heavens

that ruptured 

when eternity collided with time

in torrential rain

sky opens

rainbows and diamonds

slide into your liquid eyes

and you are never quite the same

soaring with the pigeons

and the lapping waves

reflecting the last echo of sunset

moon at my back

surround sound

of deepening shadows

never more or less

than this last kiss

moon and mountain float on the waters

we are the shimmering of this floating world

Trying to capture the space between nothing and everything 

Joy merged with sorrow and she never looked back

Dancing on a feather 

Suspended as nothingness....

Caressed from the inside 

outside

Seamless transparent being ness 

sides and middle melted...

Walking unabashedly naked

In love as love through love... 

Stunned at this imaginary thingness....

Clouds forming and dissolving

There is no backdrop of sky

Waves crashing and receding 

There is no underlying sea...

Where is the space between the breath and the song?

Between the lips and the kiss?

Between the wind and your cheek?

Between the thing and the word?

Silence sings itself

Looking out

Looking in

All apparent thingness

Reflections in your eyes

Echoes have no source

Rippling freely

River sees its beauty

Through your eyes

Hears it’s song

Through your lips

Love recognizes itself

In your tears

And weeps 

Endless sky slides over endless mountains 

Vastness echoes your aloneness

You long for a place

To rest

Darkness streams through you

Starlight flows through you

Illuminates the empty ground

As you fall through

A million nights

A million days

A million reminders

It may dawn all at once or over time 

Either now 

Or when you’re dying 

But wait

You are already dying aren’t you?

That all that effort and achievement never led anywhere...

Death still comes

And life was always doing itself...

All a wondrous magical show of light and shadow 

And color...

Leaves sprouting and falling 

Wind...

Suns and moons sliding across the vault of sky 

All unimaginably breath taking 

Even the arguments 

And illness

Love and love lost....

All the stories ever told all this symphony of perception .... flowing be-jeweled mirror allowing awareness to be aware of being aware....

Alive and knowing it

And knowing you know...

You may weep 

And laugh 

And I will always love you  

Sky shadows fall into sky
Surround sound of flowers blooming
She slips quietly quietly
Softly into petals falling
Leaves and crumpled newspapers
Swirling down the sidewalk
A poet’s song 

flipping through the book of love

words held in the bottom of your hand

snapshots of the river

laid out to dry on the sand

walking barefoot on the banks

slipping in the wet ink

falling in love with the falling

learning the river song

rolling your r's

like a true Spaniard

stillness of sky-less sky

half hitch moon shimmering 

tinsel on melting snow

smell of young earth

in desert spring

you can hear seeds sprouting

and old limbs stretching

down

to kiss them

wind beckons

and you follow

wisp of cloud

swallows the moon

the wind

and you

winged lace sky

woven by tall sweeping branches

sunlight filters through my breath 

awe paints this garden

suspended as silence reaching through

bottomless earth and unending sky

the heavens split when time lost its footprint

on the vast unending sea

beauty and love entered the dream-scape

when the shadows of night fell through themselves

into this a-temporal brilliance

that had been ignored

pigeons swoop into the air

caress the lake in ever widening circles of joy

spiraling galaxies of wind blown songs

through these lips

these words

that seem to catch the sunlight

like the moon

kissing itself on the water

my reflection vanishes

merges into infinite

soaring 

lace winged 

sky

sky above

sky below

the sound of clouds

flowering

dust devils swirl through my reflection

the road is a mirage

I dance

in these ancient winds

time lost its shadow

falling through a photograph

of wind

mist hangs heavy on bent grasses

song of morning dreams...

where is the edge of heaven

where does the mountain slice the sea?

no one's hands untied the stars

no one's tears unleashed the seas

who knows seas and stars and mountains

swirl only in thought?

who walks 

footless?

bathing in wrap-around star showers

mountain hides in golden clouds

marrow of love swallows sun's flame 

here, you enter the song

losing your footfalls

in the echo of night

gaze into the darkness

and see your reflection

mystery embraces itself

flies through the center of the flower

petals falling

wind breathing

color fading

lips moving

soundless

no heaven

to soar in

no earth

to swallow you

no vast unending seas

to sail upon

no secret harbor from the storm

it is upon you

always

Behind a wall of fear lies the universe...

Waiting for a kiss

Everywhere I look I see love 

Fall into it 

And swoon in your fathomless beauty

First bell echoes across the lake

Pigeons race to circle their reflection...

Placeless morning

What is left of night?

Memories hide in the shadows

Invisible dancers slide across the road

As day passes

High above

The heavens open their winged doors

And swallow the lover’s shadows

You can feel their hearts beating madly 

It is your heart trembling

In love with the heartbeat of day 

And night

The taste of taste inseparable from this exquisite flavor

Delighted at my own delight

Amazed at this amazement
This sublime love of love 

Layers of liquid light
The shimmer of butterfly wings
A million petals
Falling


Moonlight dances in the empty garden
Her silent song of sighs
Flows
She pours music
Through your window
And waits
To gaze at her reflection
Through your liquid eyes 

Winter sifts through autumn’s end

Trees clothed in midnight weave empty skies

Shadows bathe in this cup of moonlight 

Pouring echoes into the river of night

No one stands at the edge of memory

As it falls across my path

Traces of time appear

And disappear

Between the rhythm of everything

And nothing

We dance 

Clouds enhance the view of moon

Reflections kiss themselves through your eyes

Meeting you

Loving you

Missing you

You are a sonata running barefoot through this mind stream 

time fell at my feet

I watched its shadow

swirl across the path

evening in the garden

last crow

from across the lake 

temple bells

surround sound of past and future

erase the inscription of echoes

written on water

a fairy tale of wonder

slides into whirlpools

and out

water into water

there never was a girl

waiting for the night

to hide her tears

waiting for moon-glow

to find them

tears

the river of heaven

how beautiful 

the face of love

mountains

memories

clouds

falling

deep green pines fringe the shadows

nothing is hidden

nothing is revealed

where did you lose your heart

was it ever yours?

or was it

a forgotten flower

blooming?

a thousand years of rain

and snow

and wind

and tears

and blood

fallen leaves 

and petals

and sunsets

carpet the ground

the rush of stillness

sings through it all

it cannot be trampled

or held

it cannot be concocted

by chanting spells

or reading books

or sitting for a thousand years

you cannot wait for it

or gain it

or throw it away

knowing this

is the dawn of love

drifting wind and clouds

I fall through autumn

I fall through sky

sky falls through sky

I fall through clouds

clouds fall though clouds

I fall through wind

wind falls through wind

I fall through my reflection

of this shimmering mirror

there are no sides

nor middle

as water falls though water

ripples fall though ripples

my echo in the night

falls through itself

I fall though light 

light falls through light

I fall though space 

space falls through space

through mountains

through canyons

through tall trees reaching up

though deep roots reaching down

through vast seas leading nowhere

through all directions

falling up

falling down

the falling falls through the falling

the dance falls through the dance

in no thing-ness

the sky and my hair have turned white

there are no tracks

and no one to be lost or found

in winter's snow

 

Ocean of song

Where is yesterday’s sky
Where are the tears of tomorrow
When is your heart
Not weeping

I see the footprint of my heart
Hanging in it’s own shadow
Blossoming into golden
autumn leaves falling




softly softly moonlight laps the water's edge
quail run up the canyon
who rode across the sunset
to gaze at her reflection
and lost herself in mountain echo
stretching its arms into the sea?

words skim the shallows
dive into the interior
dissolve the skin of sound
disappear into the thick of light



Such are we... memories swirling into and through their own heart shapes... like the smoke rings my mother used to make



finger combing the air
there is not even breath to catch
nor anyone to wear
the wind
mouthing the words
that no one can sing
they lie on the tip of my tongue
as they swallow me

winged iridescence
hovers on the rose
the nectar of life
the marrow of love
cannot be distilled
or drunk
yet I am intoxicated



Quite simply it felt like dying
The sky shattered as I fell through its mirror
Every shard pierced my heart... I discovered there were no sides to the mirror
No middle
No time dimension causality... no things or non things whatsoever
And yet I never fought it
It always felt natural
I knew when the armeggeddon was happening that I could not do anything
And the resulting seamlessness
The big wow
I knew had always been the case... so indescribably perfect
Knowing perfection and non perfection were made up
I thought many must know this
Yet I have found only a very few

I never thought about turning back... I had no one with which to share this... no sage or friend or place of refuge
At the end I was mourning my own death
Although I did not know it then
My heart hurt worse than when my mother died
Had no idea this was enlightenment...



cold moon skies
wind blown clouds
sail through tree shadows
and the waters
rippling

blooming and wilting
falling though itself
first breath
last breath
first kiss
last kiss
life has kissed me with death

shattered mirrors on the pavement
lost to the night long ago
golden leaves of yesteryear
crumbling
I am fading memories
of love's reflection

I have no home
other than your beautiful eyes




sunset suspended on golden wings
shadows falling through clouds
moon waits behind the mountain...
who waits for the sun's return
whilst basking in its warmth and light?

floating
in the absence of waiting
there are no edges to this love
no words to this song
light and shadow flow
an elegant pas de deux
no one dances
yet I watch them pirouette
and swoon through me
echoing my reflection
painted with air
in air

last bird sings
echoes in the dark
is there mountain
when I cannot see it?
is there wind
when I cannot feel it?
through the window
not even moon
only my reflection
and the Christmas lights
dancing



and how to measure the distance between echoes when the canyon dissolves...



hollow flute
echoes your bittersweet melancholy
morning reveals
golden marigolds withering
last nights candle
red wax spilled on the window sill
early fog lifts
smoke from the fireworks last night
the pilgrims cooking fires by the lake
and the bodies burning

on the road out of town we see
a dead calf ripped apart by hungry dogs
we saw him yesterday
frayed rope around his neck trailing in the dust
they throw the dead ones out here
away from the bustling village
they burn their own dead
desert winds blow the ashes
holy men smear them on their bodies
hoping to recognize this beautiful impermanence

we are memories
watercolors on the river
afterimages of fading snapshots
ricocheting wonder
that we can feel so deeply
love so intensely
this intimacy
has no boundaries



desert blooms
golden dust swirls
ants scurry across the sands
leaving a necklace of footprints
raven in the thorn trees
punctuates the trail of music
leading from the ancient town
words slide in and out of focus
of all who long to merge with god
songs of fervent longing color endless paths
circling circling

I wander as wonder itself
knowing there is no god nor anyone to merge with him
clothed in the shadow of wind



pigeons
startled into flight
scattered sunlight
pours through fields of marigolds
their scent flowers and is plucked
wilting into ten thousand kisses
falling through these ancient streets
echoes of love songs

crow sits on a electric line
a timeline between earth and shadow
between these words
and the sound of love's breath
on the window
morning mist
wrote my name
looking in
looking out
here and there collided
the glass shattered
every shard reflected love's name
as they pierced my heart
again and again
until it was no longer mine



cold moon falls behind the canyon
dream-scape of night collapses into itself
this abyss that cannot be crossed
illuminates itself
staccato of consonants are its running streams
wind its reflection of vowels
streaming

dawn dreams my empty shadow
black, a prism of all color, sings
rainbow's echo beats my heart
we are leagues of stars
leading nowhere
we never could hold moonlight
and no longer cared to merge
as our silhouettes had lost their shadows
in this edgeless flowering brilliance

I can only remember the elegance of the dance
this song of love and endless oceans breathing
we danced one lofty night
as our nakedness entwined
alone
together



autumn leaves
golden blooming
falling
winged shadows swooping
layers of light filtering through light
melting sunlight on the waters
an echo of your hand
across the canyon
I am memories of love burning
how fragrant the years fading
roses in the snow



how hot the tiger's breath
how tight the dragon's embrace
to split heaven's door
and wrench sunlight
from diamonds?

this is always
our first and last kiss

I see the fruit bats fly in
to where the egrets just left
wheeling in spirals across the holy lake
ancient songs in their mouths
wing spans as wide as that distant mountain
we once climbed
there is no measurement to this side-less love
no path to the top

feet move
hearts beat
just one kiss
of moonlight
and the hills
dance

ocean of sound flows through me

floating through multi layered translucent rainbow iridescence

I am its song and its reflection

naturally perfect brilliance unending

without beginning

ever blooming 

ever wilting

without time or timeless-ness

without movement or permanence 

every petal falls

coloring the waves of life with death unceasing

the gaze of no tomorrow leaves liquid eyes

burning turning flowing flowering

weeping

looking out

looking in

this edgeless water color dream-scape

of wet in wet

dances

like this

I am these tears ...no one wears them

whose heart sings these wind songs

or do they just pass through

like suns and moons sliding through sky

like stars and their shadows swirling on the sidewalk

and the battered leaves from last nights storm

trampled on by morning footsteps

swept into whirlpools

memories swirling

November skies

paint your heart

wash it with grays and blues

and hang it on the line

for the wind to scatter your tears

and watch the impossibly beautiful dream

of love songs

And what lies at the marrow of your heart?
What burns even it’s own flame?
Without a name
Can you find it?

Love lightly skims the ocean of sound
Words form skins separating
Inside and outside
To bite your teeth
Taste your breath
Wet your tears
And melt your heart
Love songs break the sound barrier between never and forever
Echoing fathomless depths
And infinite sky
It is
You are
the heart of intimacy
Which has no boundary
Or time
Yet you are time bound...
Earth bound...
Sky bound...
Imaginary boundaries
Cannot be erased


Falling from suspended heights
Kite swoops and wheels
Her cry ricochets between the tall buildings
A pigeon feather on the sidewalk
I am last nights love dream 

I am a girl a woman... a songster... there has been a profound shift in perspective that occurred in my brain... there is always a childlike wonder... the big wow consumed me! but the big wow had never left... it was merely not recognized... 

I do not know any children, so have no preference to hang out with them! I see everyone as unutterably beautiful and I weep that they cannot see their own beauty... I am this flow of the brains reactions... whether childlike or adult I have no clue and no longer think about such labels.

Lightning strikes the mountain and cleaves your heart 

The lassos of words never captured a piece of sky

This sensuous liquid love dance has no parts yet we seem to feel they have split apart this atemporal seamlessness into time and space and a you and a me who sing of love and death and a sunrise streaming through the window in the cold autumn fog...

midnight moon

sings your name

calls you to gaze at your reflection 

in the river

darkly darkly

liquid sky

liquid you

softly softly

creeping

the dawn of silence

no one awakens to the death of tomorrow

yet who is dancing naked as moon glow?

You are the river as it moves you and flows through you 

Gazing upon itself and it’s beautiful wetness 

Weeping 

Sliding into and through its own reflection 

Echoes of beauty sing themselves 

Like this

Moonlight pours down the canyon

Echoing infinitely within its own reflection...

Life as love streams through these timeless empty streets of mind as the feeling of undefinable beauty

washing through beauty

Love 

Falling in love

Without a center or edge...

It is this very song

That creates the feeling of intimacy

And distance...

Where are these words you read

When you read them

Where is the tree

That you see right here in front of you?

Or on the next block?

Or in a story book...

Where is the wind-song?

In the air?

On your tender cheek?

In your heart?

Where is love? 

this fathomless unwritten story of natural spontaneity writes and erases itself 

without beginning or ending 

Love ever blooms

Ever wilts...

She danced on the edge of infinity

Tossing her missives of love

Watching the skimming light

Hearing her echo

Resound the sea’s refrain...

There is no tomorrow...

She longed to gather the echos

Of night and day and night

And slide them into songs

That would pierce the strongest of hearts

love’s heart magic 

Roars

walking alongside the deep autumn river

as it sings your name

you watch the echo of your footfalls

slide into the water

colored leaves and moonlight dance

through your shadow

time collapsed into itself

for just a kiss

where did it go

when was it ever

where is the space between your breath 

and midnight

how wide the wingspan of light

reflecting empty songs

colliding with infinity

exploding the marrow of love

the wildest of winds

cannot harness air

words weave this tattered fabric

with disappearing ink

rosaries of pressed petals

dreams of tomorrow

weigh heavily in your heart

calloused fingers

cannot hold love

prayers cannot capture the colors of your heart

tears cannot pool in this bottomless treasure chest 

it is the streaming

the falling

the disappearing 

the whoosh

this tremendous undoing

this fragile tenderness

your beautiful blooming

and wilting

petals illumined by their own sunset

this treasure of rainbows end

cannot be captured

nothing can

Cactus trees and tumble weed dreams 

Swirl in mirages on the endless road

‘Ahead ahead’ no longer beckons

Countless dusty trails unwind

Into the echo of night

Moon and her reflection 

Kiss upon the sea of dreams

Feeling the weight of light 

Saturate your eyes

Your blood

Your bones

Your heart 

Submerge your reflection in sky

Echoes cascade down the canyon

Dance through naked tree shadows 

Slip through their reflections

Kiss your lips

Chanting enchantments 

A lullaby of dreams

A fairytale of many things

Sings itself

Fades...

Brightly colored afterimages swirl

Make no imprint

There is no dance floor in this wind ballet 

Of light in light 

Yet shadows dance and sing 

A morning bird perched on a forgotten branch 

Echoes my delight

River of wind 

A thousand mornings 

Breathe

Clouds rise from misty waters

Punctuate the sky with wInd flowers 

Lost in autumn’s sigh

A shadow soars across the lake

Kisses her reflection

Through my lips

This song of a thousand shadows

Pours through these wind tattered sails

Sunset blossoms  

Evening lights a candle

Beacon for midnight

Moon has no face

And does not weep

I have no face 

Only tears  

Lightening shatters the sky

Into a million diamonds

Scattered at your feet

Shards of moon

Pierce deeply

Water falls into its own shadow

Cascade of rain

River of stars

Tsunami of midnight

No words will hide you

From the world’s tears

Sun

Empty street

Tears fall into their own echo

Where is the dark

That never stopped your heart

From bathing in its own light

Dawn slides through wind

My heart hanging

Golden leaves falling

I waltz through this ballet 

Of lanterned shadows

Fingerprint of time

Unraveled it’s whorls and swirls

Shadows fell out of the Dreamtime cloudscape

Crystalline echoes poured through the hourglass as it shattered

Sound of diamonds sliced the sky

Pierced my bones 

My blood spattered windshield cracked 

The marrow of love bled

into these Heart Songs that ruptured eternity

Collided on the edge of infinity

I fell out of never and forever

Weeping 

I am these tears 

No one wears them 

Hungry for rainbows

Hungry for rainbows

Dragonfly wings

Hungry for sky

The shimmering waters

Love hungers

For its reflection

In your eyes

In my eyes

We appear as the dancing

Dissolved into seamless sky...

Simply this ever apparent uninterrupted rushing roaring symphony of what we call perception and its inseparable recognition, never one nor two nor none... 

never a thing called awareness or a someone separate and unchanging... 

no things to change or stay the same... 

realer than real more intimate than these words or your breath or  heartbeat... 

or the infinite array of stars swimming through the night sky... 

...wind, the thought of wind

 ....skin, the thought of wind...  caressed from the inside and the outside... there are no sides... nowhere to land and no one to fall.... 

edgeless fluidity streaming in love as love through love...

....and nighthawks swoop and swirl in the

shadow of the moonlight

and never catch the day

words

slide off the page

through your voice

this song

your eyes

these words

this mirror

of your heart

shatters

in the hush of moon

basking in silence 

love

a word

throws rings into the edge-less sea

paint light and shadow and 

colors 

dancing

flowering in a heart

love blossoms and wilts

soars and falls

galaxies spiral

inward and outward

side-less glances reveal

what you have always known

love a word

like you

paints your beautiful eyes

as your eyes paint the world

prisms turn into light

rippling through waters

dancing down the canyon

when what was never separate kisses itself

through your lips

a bird never seen

yet always heard

familiar yet new

burns your chest

this radiance

cannot be caught

or found

or lost

it sears your eyes

after images ripple

sing of love's beauty that

pierced all the secret parts of you

you could not find

unbearably beautiful

this love that reached for itself

and catapulted 

sky into sky

sun into sun

light into light

woven with words

this tapestry of wonder

tattered filaments

of sky

disappear as they coalesce

this bird that has no wings

flew into your heart

ripped you into pieces

burned even love

with love

wind and leaves sing songs that have no meaning

nor sky

you follow your footsteps down the dusty path

of swirling memories under the lace of trees and moon

she has been beckoning 

taunting you

the guard dogs of hope and fear

have been howling your name

her song unravels your dreams

your skin

your bones

as she enters

your blood

your veins

bleeding

her song is familiar yet strange

it is time she says

as sorrow and joy can only go so far

the bittersweet fruit of love bursts in your mouth

your heart

as you realize it is not your heart

your love

your song

there is no one here

or there 

to sing it

I sing of many things

knowing there are none

love is this knowing

this feeling that there are no lines

yet love writes my lines

and yours

no one follows

or leads

in this dance

of wind in wind

a ballet of light and shadow

pirouettes in these very words

can you hear love singing

your name?

this love that sings your name with light in light

in unknown frequencies 

penetrates 

permeates your skeleton and shatters your bones

this love that you long for yet fear

as you know you will lose everything

your bones cry out

your heart bursts

no words can capture this ultimate pain

you want to surrender

but there is no one to surrender to

dancing with your reflection

shadows streaming through shadows...

light though light

flowing tapestry of wind in wind

never knowing

never not knowing

never touching

never not touching

this ballet of what has no name nor number nor floor to dance upon

has slain you

ripped you apart

eviscerated you

laughing and weeping

tears lost their meaning

meaning lost its meaning

a skeleton dance of flesh and ash

and rose petals strewn across the sky

stars and their shadows live in you now

and the kiss of a thousand suns

sky has replaced your head

your eyes are prisms

shattering all ideas of direction

into infinite color

and place

into an unfathomable intimacy

you have lost everything

dissolved into seamless sky

yet you remain

as this dance

dancing

alone

waves dissolve

moon into moon

willow tree bends and sways

in the shimmering waters

her silhouette kisses itself

it was only echoes dancing

in the pale light before dawn

I reached out my hand

or did my reflection reach out hers...

in this pirouette of silence

here was no one leading

nor anyone to follow

this ballet of light and shadow

had always danced itself

there was never anyone under the puppet

of moon

flowing tapestry of wind and light

winged sails of moon glow

feathered softness brushing through itself

light and shadow traipsing

dancing 

swooning through me

in this dance that I am

and color... 

rich and lush beyond measure

this streaming sensuous love dance

has no edges nor ending or beginning

exploding and dissolving into itself

my lips

my lovers lips

words

cannot kiss

this vacuum of space

and light

that seems to part for just a brief moment

and sing

words never forgotten

or remembered

a butterfly dream

The brain sees through its own charade and no longer believes in its own dream of objectified separation 

Yet the character remains 

I am not in awe 

I am it 

I am not feeling this seamless ease 

I am it

I waited for the wet in water to wash sorrow away

a tsunami of despair and hope and fear crept in the back door 

while I was waiting at the window

enchanted with my reflection

wondering whose lips whose eyes whose face was looking out

looking in

light dreams scattered rainbows across the sea of dreams

chased by echoes drowning in their own sound

endless sadness shadowed in its own darkness

and a joy beyond remembering

illumined by its own light

kissed in the glass

left no mark

erased the middle of eternity

the vault of sky burst

weaving and shredding

this song of no tomorrow

and the loose ends of my hair

waves dissolve in waves

fleeting images sail into the mist

a mirage has no wetness

yet here is the sea

balanced on the edge of memory

whirlpools of eternity melt into the dawn

time ripples without a pause

and disappears

a faint echo of moon perched on the rocky cliff

as it peered into the sea

it fell

colliding with its own reflection

and drowned

I crashed into myself

that spring afternoon

never and forever were lost in that submerging

of all and everything

and nothing

no one dances on the edge of love

but love dances

like this