Air of Creation
Morning practice begins before I awake,
the inner theater already in motion
as first light enters the window<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings above
August 28, 2013
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Morning practice begins before I awake,
the inner theater already in motion
as first light enters the window<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings above
Clouds cover the spreading sea, wind and waves speaking of the weather to come in the shimmering undulation of hammered metal. We weep beside her
while the Earth awaited
my aging thirst
to turn and open
to the water of life<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings above via filter
Like an iridescent drop
in a sheet of rain,
each drop pilgrim
to the porous ground<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings above via filter
There’s a woman asleep
in the body of salmon<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings below