BEREFT

BEREFT

Oh to have scissors!
Oh to be that which I am
And not this puppet!

LEST WE FORGET

LEST WE FORGET

Mother Earth
Earth Mother
And all we
Her children

MAGIC OF AUGUST

MAGIC OF AUGUST

We stand – poised – aghast
‘twixt enraptured Summer and
Entrancing Autumn

THE MIDDLE WAY II

THE MIDDLE WAY II

On my guard
Against extremes

Not too conceited
But not too lacking
In self worth
Either

And one day
Perhaps to be
No longer concerned
Over this struggle

Simply at peace
With who I am

THE PULSE

THE PULSE

We seek the rhythm
Finding ourselves out of sync
Fast … Slow … What is time?

ONE III

It’s all part of the same thing.

PARADOX SUBLIME

PARADOX SUBLIME

Here you are you are
Individual, alone
And yet all are one

WIZARD

The wizard is behind your eyes.

THYME AND SPICE (FOOD FOR THOUGHT)

THYME AND SPICE (FOOD FOR THOUGHT)

Tasteful timelessness
I know only that I am
And conjure the rest

BOUNDLESSNESS

Where is it we end?

Or any other start?