Come Inside They called me by name First the grey stone lying face down by the sea then the sage bush whistling in the wind then the turtle neck thrust upwards toward the sky. “Come, come inside,” hushed the tiny yellow buds, on tippy-toe high in the dunes. Then the mussels in their shells … Continue reading »
Category Archives: Quiet Space
Free
Free-floating, drifting flakes No reason, direction, or purpose I am their mirror Seeing through eyes through glass No reason, direction, or purpose Just here, where I happen to be. Give me time and in time, I will act and interact For now, leave me outside of time Where nothing matters And the frosty-white painted … Continue reading »
Lost in Time
If time does not exist, then it cannot be ceaseless. Sitting at the boulders’ edge of the Potomac River at the tail’s end of a craggy, waterlogged path, I sense something more in my connection to the fast and furious current, more than the rapturous beauty of nature’s wild rush. It’s that endless quality of the … Continue reading »
In the Clouds
Captive, I am no one netted by the clouds Floating wispy and lucent in boundless space Wafting through the trees Slumberous soundless vapor aloft in endless heights Ghosts in an aimless drift agelessly metamorphosing Free, I will sleep tonight in a bed of clouds. Continue reading »
The Pearlish Moon
A strange and surreptitious moon steals a kiss of my brow with its thin brush of light in the still of a timeless night. I awake to a crystal ball beaming radiant white, creeping towards the center of my sight from out of the veil that clasps the fathomless universe. A lone watery pearl hangs … Continue reading »
Rain on the Mountain
Atop my cold mountain, Mother Nature turned sky to sea and tipped it earthwards With a mischievous eye, She winks at me, calls me as a witness to her untamed fantasy. Oceanic waves cascade over window and roof, boulder and wood, valleys and knolls, reverberating its drumbeat breath through day and night into every infinitesimal … Continue reading »
Becoming Acquainted with Swami Rama
The Himalayas has been the abode of saints and yogis for over 5,000 years. Livings in caves thousands of feet removed from human settlement, the sages continue to be the source of wisdom for civilization. As high and wide as the Himalayan mountains themselves, stretching over 1,500 miles in length and reaching to 29,000 feet … Continue reading »