A Gardener’s Heart

-------A Gardener’s Heart-------

I am not 

what I do 

but beneath it.

Within.

Where the question 

why

sincerely repeated 

brings us.

Deeper

deeper

deeper.

To the source 

unfolding,

becoming 

what we see.

Like a flower from seed.

Like hands 

in the 

earth.

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Out to Sea

-------Out to Sea-------

Off the crest of a wave

the world and I 

reflect

and come together.

A single image

edge-less 

and moonlit.

Resounding,

"Forgive, Dear Heart.

Be free.

Let this Great Tide 

take us 

out to Sea."

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Fever Lift

-------Fever Lift-------

Dark is night and fever dreams

as the world plays 

quiet music

A shell cracks

      disguised

the tower falls

            as chaos

And through the madness,

through rubble and change,

the healing unfolds

Leaf 

by leaf

sweat and weeds

The perfect order,

the persistent rhythm,

of our bodies quiet music.

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Uprising

-------Uprising-------

The fog rose 

like firesmoke

out of dawn and 

the last few embers of Winter.

And as the sunrise 

and April took the trees 

we laid beneath branches of gold,

dark blue

and violet light

Holding on 

to what was left of each other

until all that could be held

was gone

And we became 

one 

single breath,

rising up

out of the Earth.

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