(2014)
I’ve been so afraid to speak these heartfelt words. This secret has been kept so well, from myself, by myself,
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…
Your unexpected words of kindness fell upon this desert dweller’s arid heart
The old man, who thinks he’s dying, approached me with these words. I am sorry
My beloved, she has abandoned me. What’s left is a stark white canva… that repels application of hue or… Hopelessly, I gaze into the bleak… She is gone,
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
Time wears away at me, like water on a stone, oh, so slowly, but inevitably, drop by drop,
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
I stared at her like she was a painting, as if I had all day and night to drink in every curve and contour
Within this pilgrim’s soul exists a hungry beggar waif, who can never afford a moment of indifference or distraction. Alert to every aching nuance
Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.
