Thursday, November 29, 2018

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







 








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