A hello from around the corner
People we should get to know closer
Ask, and you will find a helper
Offer, and you can see what fosters

Perhaps years will pass the time
Stories and Memories to divvy from the mind
Recipes and Reciprocity
Real connection in proximity

The rest is history
We make this street from identity
Spring’s arriving, Fall’s decorating
The first flowers of the new year appear
In the meadow and heaths we hold dear


Together again
connected as breath to life
separate pieces of the Self
never have been separate from anything else

a constant refocus
as the eye of Horus
the pointed horns of Taurus
a singing choir of Om in chorus

The joining principle among us
connecting recovery to service
singularity knows its purpose

this compassion
asks nothing but for patience

in principle
the yoga is inseparable
in practice
the yogi instructs the able
in form
the posture is indestructible

Many ages have we lived through spirits we gave and continue to give till gone
Taking cannot be had with full hands and the glad lyrics of dialogue live on
The yogi continues to show us our own song

Fall Down

I fall quite often, and it hurts
the pain reminds me of the fragility I exert
everything has a place, much more gentle than it can take
taste the circular texture
coming back around for another measure
slice me a piece of pleasure
so I can walk by and resist under pressure

Talk the talk if you like
your actions speak so loudly I can’t hear what your saying
the mic is waiting until your prayers sing

give me roots so I can climb higher than before
it takes time, like believing in the old lore
rhymes fine enough to shine the sun through doors
find mine combined with sublime toughness to explore
the rugged terrain filled with cuts, scrapes and sores

be badly beaten
take hits, its the only way to put yourself together
if you don’t know what bits your made of
_then how can you take a byte?
chunks of the past, memories leftover and thrown away
ready for less burdensome lessons, lonesome and found
surrounded by the world, lost in your own hometown
the path of the way is profound
profoundly simple
in what you have known all along in principal

go over obstacles
fall down
get back up

Body of Water

The wind ripping at the clothes of a young man speeding to his love
She waits for him
Her natural body fueled by the energy of underground springs
Even in these frigid and harsh mornings his mind is set.

When water arises from underground reservoirs it stay the same temperature upon arrival
It is cleansed by the underground system of limestone pockets
As he arrives on bicycle to the majestic river he stands in awe

Pulls out a pencil and notebook to try and capture this moment
he sits in joy as he sees others jump in the water
water that is much warmer than the outside wind chill

He sits and feels his toes in the grass
after some time he strips to his trunks
says a prayer of gratitude
jumps head first to kiss the body of his beloved
connecting his body of water with hers

The voice of God is silence

If you listen closely
with ears concentrating
on the present moment

you can hear the voice of God
the voice is silence

nothing contains anything and something
everything includes nothing
The emptiness of nothing
leaves a resounding peace

Can you sit in stillness with God?
could you spare 5 minutes?

If willing, pay close attention to the breath
this expanding action is your connection to the universe
nothing could be more fundamental
nothing could be more forgotten
than making the involuntary voluntary

As you approach the shore of your reason
casting imagination of what lies beyond
keep faith
open yourself to compassion
release your power and influence

hear the voice of God in silence

ten thousand functions, one suchness

The journey of a thousand steps starts right at your feet
Step one was understanding the great feat up ahead
Better to take care of the shoes,

There is only one program called life
with one run on this path of our trajectory
Ten thousand functions
experience through interpreted history
the simpleness of all complexity
within suchness

quiet the mind
to seek the door of this suchness
it has many other worlds behind its surface

Each function plays a critical part
neatly defined, re-defined and called upon
the suchness depends on unity
without so it would not be such
much has been made of the last steps
to get through a journey
many emphasize the beginning

few stick through the arduous and ardent intermission
plan your obsession
to relieve attachment on all but perseverance
adhering to the mantra

ten thousand functions,
one suchness