So Beautifully Bittersweet

These lines on my face
convey much more
than words can say

In every laugh,
every tear it is written
that life is more than
some fluid interplay
of randomness

I’ve long felt trapped
by the ceiling,
have grown accustomed
to the cool indifference
of its glass

like a child I’ve fogged it over
with breath and etched a
message for some savior
to find

But that savior never came
and the hands, they continued so
persistently in their sweeping revolution
that now no time remains to succumb to sameness

The realization of a dream
appears when it is meant to,
always written in beautifully bittersweet form.

The glass so easily shatters.


The past is present
in all we are

a living lineage of
each joy and sorrow
each struggle and victory
however small and
seemingly insignificant

the way we laugh
a certain smile
how we fold our clothes
or sweep the floor

we are new branches
of that same tree of life
and this is our time
to reach for the sun.

Four Thousand Breaths

I feed upon the sky at night
as the last ribbon of sun is gone,
the darkness envelopes this place I sit
four thousand breaths from dawn

my eyes embrace the ancient light
as countless have before,
as crickets sound a seamless chirp
from grass down by the shore

time’s a faint and faded concept
the years converge as one,
miles are merely memories
to be brushed away and shunned

reality is obsolete
before the evening’s shepherd moon,
my eyes open to realize
it’s four thousand breaths from noon.



How lucid is your soul tonight
as guards are put to rest?
When not one is stirring ‘round you
and the sun is setting west,

your true being is emerging
as facades yield one by one
as you long to merge with oneness
and to greet the golden sun,

free from inhibitions imposed
by the mind you call your own
freedom from the past mistakes
that haunts your Earthly home,

cross-legged, in the lotus
you begin to clear your wearied mind
wishing for a sliver of a moment
to leave the struggle far behind

your pulse begins to slow
as the void becomes your breath
your heart begins to soothe you
ever-beating in your chest,

dancing somewhere in the stillness
breaking shadows far and near
where a worry’s no longer a worry
and a tear is not a tear,

a wave is all consuming
a bright beam breaks clouds above
you reach your precious goal
and for a moment become Love.