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!)

Monday, February 12, 2007

Stay Close to the River


I built a shrine to you. Right here.



At the end of all your brave and brilliant quests for something better,

I'll still be right here.



Although you've forgotten. You've forgotten to lean close when you weep,

when you weep from your lilted loneliness.

Touch our hand to your cheek and feel the river that has run through a million billion wondrous earth bodies -- this majestic membrane that masks our starlit eternal glory.

Such is the game of remembering.

If you somehow lose the link to this poem, don't worry. There's a billion more where this came from.

Just look around you.

Stay close, Dear One.

Stay close to the river.


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