One Embrace

I step from the cold cave of regret and find myself among the living. Past and future dissolve as mist rises off the water. Disciples of the present moment, we listen to creek sounds, and a symphony of trees rustling in the wind, hearts as one with the sacred.     Reading of One Embrace […]

War Cry

Feeding my animal body, I eat prisoners’ food, listen to the warden’s drone on static-filled speakers. Though grown soft, my spirit body still flies through the barred window catching sight of Sirius. I hear my power above the cell-block din: “You have a choice! Feed your spirit body while you have life.” When next the […]

Sweet Milk

Nestled in the half-moon valley, night clouds drift past in rose-tinted skies. Stirred by Earth’s turn to the sweet milk of light, the land awakens under rain-soaked moss, quiet as my heart in morning prayer.                                   Reading of “Sweet […]

Threshold

Dawn’s first glow rises in the east, stirring the valley with the touch of life— orange blush bathes the sky, beacon lit across the divide. In the quiet hush between night and day, I set my compass by sorrow’s star, and cross the threshold from shadow to light.               […]

Rain Gods

Hungry for rain, earth and sea open to the vast sky. Rain gods descend, soaking the parched land and starved trees. I hunker down, wet to the marrow, grateful as only an old man can be before the earth altar.                               […]

Life Will Rise

Grace is not forgotten— the slender threads of love’s garment are not to be undone. Scatter death’s ashes in the winter forest, and from the darkened earth life will rise, life will rise.                                   Reading of “Life Will Rise” […]

Winter Work

As the sun begins its slow trek north, I stir within my old retreat in the dark cave of forgiveness. Buried shadows of guilt burn on the kindled fire, claws of shame curl to smoke, as I dance to earth’s heartbeat, sweeping debris from the graves of my ancestors.             […]

Lifted from the Fallen

Fallen like a broad maple, I lie stretched on wet ground, giving my life to bleak autumn cold. Sinking into dark earth among the vanquished, I linger in the underworld for a signal to rise, yearning for the touch that shaped me imperfect, to walk once more among the enlightened, lifted from the fallen earth. […]

Clothing a Child

Clouds cover the valley as dawn light breaks. The gift of life arrives once more – to poor and rich, faithful and faithless, clothed as a child in winter dark with starlight shining.                                     Reading of “Clothing a […]

Quiet Descent

Unburdened by the night, freed of phantoms, I wake in gray dawn to the river-sound of traffic. Earth muted in descent, quietly I spread like snow the silence of my heart, and discover this day how deeply I belong.                                 […]

Solstice

Stirred by inner fire dark does not frighten, nor gray light of winter. Carry me down to the deepest root, upend every truth. Flood of spirit scour my heart. I’m not too old to live.                         Reading of “Solstice” with music intro by Chris […]

Uprising

Night winds rouse the old earth gods— rivers don’t sleep, dark forests rise, sodden roots shatter the concrete prison.       Reading of “Uprising” with music by Tyler Childers      

Night’s Gift

As the world sleeps, night rivers flow steeped in silence. Ravenous for knowledge I devour the quiet hours, then kneel, an acolyte, in dawn’s gray light, bearing gifts of darkness.                                     Reading of “Night’s Gift” with music by […]

Watching Like Crow

Fall winds stripped the trees, their summer finery burned in wet heaps. The sun, far south, burns orange in the roar of roaming garbage trucks. I gather myself with no sight of the sea, no scent of tide, watching the town wake like a rooftop crow, at peace above the wandering and forgotten.     […]

Blind Optimist

Old age drove the arrogance out, humbled me with aching joints, muscles that no longer work. I get by – climb a hill, carry bundles, cans of gas, whatever the island demands, but put me in a chair for more than an hour and I’m bent like an aged farmer. What broke me was wildness, […]