Poetry

I love those alive, grieving, because I am, too. 

we are breathing each other's breath  always for the first time

The fire that magnetizes all things make all things exquisite. water drops of reflection, of…

life sings me a love song,  a beckoning from the beyond  to travel into the…

I wonder how far back we’ll have to remember, to re-member ourselves as people who…

Ahhhnother pointer to the unseen…

Great Spirit, Enlivener of my Soul: