By Don / Date: March 25th, 2013
The river speaks With a tongue Of flow I cannot hold it for a moment Just look on Choose And dive in I trust in the current I let go I am
By Don / Date: March 24th, 2013
I forgot To be cautious I remembered To speak And now I desire Silence Where the only meaning Is in breath, warmth, touch And the coursing of the very sun Through vastness of heart And channelled Through awakened veins
By Don / Date: March 23rd, 2013
I had forgotten What it was like To be Without wondering What that is And now It all falls away A shedding skin The light can come out To play
By Don / Date: March 20th, 2013
Washed down Cleared out And the rainbow Mourns the passing And welcomes the new Unlimited Enormous Unknowing Where creation can begin; new stars invited to form I never knew how huge What looked like loss Could be
By Don / Date: March 15th, 2013
How could I forget you? When did all of this become so serious That the boy got lost? I can play at paying the bills! I can play at work! I can play with my kids! With the dog! I can play whilst winged I can goddamn it play with life! It is a gift! […]
By Don / Date: March 12th, 2013
The future Of an opening Of unbounded heart I have its truth Its perfection In my hands Ever wider I embrace Everything I touch You
By Don / Date: March 11th, 2013
Into a story to guide my future How foolish… The future knows nothing of my schemes And is infinitely wiser Than the small mind That got me this far. Tomorrow has never been Will be greeted as a stranger Bearing innumerable gifts Welcome friend…
By Don / Date: March 11th, 2013
Of my life in my hands Of my desires alive in the world Of my gifts to share with all Of a new reality where my fear Is my Lover Is my friend Is my guide Illuminating all And leaving nothing to chance Beyond the old horizon Nothing will ever be the same Where love, […]
By Don / Date: March 7th, 2013
The shores are left behind The old, the considered, the still, the lifeless Is dipping below the horizon The freed breeze in the taught sails The sun, its joy bathing my upturned face As I hear the creak of purposeful wood And the slap of blue salt water against the prow I cannot cry now […]
By Don / Date: March 3rd, 2013
Say the truth to myself Doubt is a fine way of hiding Confusion an easy way out And who knows what is possible Through the truth A straightness An intention Cutting through To. Immense. Possibility. Oh, God. The first step…