Tag: Poetry
Father, Son, Spirit
My father, the past. My son, what will be. My spirit, the eternal now. The father forgives, So that the son may yet live Without the burden of folly.
How I Wish
How I wish To reach back in time And stay the hand That pulls the card That topples the house … A house I truly loved. If only I had known The tears IR...
The Human Heart
An edifice of stone crumbles into sand. The human heart fails to beat (the drummer fallen) And God the soul becomes, Like a drop of rain falling into a fathomle...
Secret Garden
We dallied in the secret garden, Our sitting legs variously crossed and uncomposed. And our children played. My child. And yours. Naked essence unaware, Of the ...
Haiku: Temple
Build your temple not, in space. But in the moment, where it never falls.
Haiku: Isms
Prisms of isms, Logic self-perpetuates, But never answers.
Flower to Form
How can what is Never not be? I was born … I know. I will die … I know. How can something be What ever always is? A thousand times I lived this life. A thousand...
Once Written
Once written, its meaning is lost. Once spoken, the words go unheard. Once seen, it may not be seen again. Therefore, hold fast to Truth. As one would the hand ...
Blood Brothers
One man goes to heaven. One man goes to hell. Both brothers in blood, born from one mother.