Into the Soul - Spiritual Poetry

These poems are what arrive when I invite that "something deeper" to speak - that blessed madness that spins planets and curls toes. Feel free to share your thoughts on them. (...and thanks for all the great feedback. I don't always have time to comment back -- but know that I am most grateful!)

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Swimming Lesson

She stood
just outside
of view

like a memory

or a scent

a thin
wafting
presence

all of the
available
light
curled
up by
her
side

in the Dance,
it becomes
clear
that

love

LOVE

isn't just
a game

it's a
circumstance

an atmosphere

and Greek Gods
and the fairest
of maidens got
it all
wrong

it's tangential

like an equation

an ocean one
must learn
to swim
in

great flocks
of children
kind of Love

cloud exploding
vibrant shafts
of light
kind of Love

no more of this
drowning business

there!

that island!

go!


She hovered,
just outside
of view

like a memory

or a scent

a sweet
uncut jewel

refracting
light

the way
stillness
holds the
sound

and I
went up

and took
her hand.

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