Spiritual

Rules Of The Road

The trick is to learn how NOT to go in circles... but you have to discover how to do that for yourself. However, here are some handy hints...

On All-beloved-returns-night

Smoke curlike the country road leads the distant scent to me. Flame calls to souls lit in memory of the one the tears of wax mourn for The candles on the sill, waiting for a sign.

“5” Persian and Sufi influenced poems

Heedfully glowing of embers gently, vying. “O” tyrannies of love burn endlessly, undying... “O” dervish men dance and sing all—afire! The way of love lies in thy self-denying/nothing.

I a bowerbird enlisted on my flight

Daedalus, my heart is a floating bird My wing’s a weathervane soul engird. Lord, the moon is a blinding godetia And the sun is a white tropic glacier.

Waiting

Think I might be lonely, or hungry, not sure. I pace once to the mirror and then to the door. There is an ailment in the way that I move My mother might see it in my cheek hollows and grooves

Pandora

O Pandora, we have lost, There can be no golden chest, The immortals don’t know best And we know less than them at most. And we will never be remembered, We will never be forgotten

Spirituality

They slide away, the days of yore, From wood to ash, from ash to flame Like pages turning in the frame Of an old book, and then no more. Look: in this question of our hour,

Omen

This morning, the whole world, was speaking to me. One sign, a warning, another wish me luck, then who are you? One bird seen falling, means ghosts are recalling,

The common fallacy of “Supernatural”

The concept of the “supernatural” is part of everyday speech and written communication and it is then assumed that there is a definite meaning which everybody is clear about.