Saturday, September 17, 2011

#27

AFTER THE SWEAT

Washed clean of doubts in the 
lodge last night,
The moon rose smiling sideways,

The fire painted portraits of
 grandfathers in the hot stones,

Ancient hollow bones raise me up until
I am standing in the sky,

From here and now
I can see both present, past and future
clearly.



Friday, September 16, 2011

#26


I am lost
Everything is just the same
But I am not
What is happening,
Who am I now?

I brush my teeth
Put on my pants
Drink a cup of coffee
Pick up a book
Put down the book
Nothing feels the same

I pick up a paint brush
But have no paint,
The flute sounds hollow, 
I hear only air
I sit down to write and all I have to say is
I am lost

Maybe I have always been lost
What I thought was me 
was only distractions

I found myself in conversations
and busyness of daily chores
In listening to music or watching the sun set
I found myself in lust and fantasies of someday loves,
I knew I was here when you held me
But ceased to exist when you let me go

I found myself in  charity and in greed
In sloth and ambition,
I found myself in anger towards injustices
I found myself in the needy eyes of my dog
I found myself in the things I lost myself in
I found myself in my fears of being lost
I don’t know who I am..

My incentive is gone
I want to go back to sleep and live in dreams
Sit in this chair and rock
back and forth and go nowhere
I have no more questions
I have lost my mind (thank God)

there is no where to go
nothing to do
but sit and wait patiently
for my self to arrive..

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Forgetfulness #25


#25
i keep forgetting i am God
which results in a great and sad frustration
I don’t mean to sound arrogant
I keep forgetting that you too are God
I keep forgetting God, altogether..
Which separates me from my wonder
at this miracle that is our world
When I do remember that I am God
I create my experience as i choose to
How God like to create my own world.
When I forget I am God (again)
There is nothing left to do
but return to the relentless search
Fatigue and despair eventually will take me
to my tears and drop me
to my knees
where I will suddenly, thankfully, joyously
re realize one more time
that i am God-
and damn! what was i thinking?