Seeing and Being Seen

-------Seeing and Being Seen-------

When I stopped waiting

for some kind hand

or image

to show me

I finally saw it.

The little plants disguised as weeds.

A man walking on the street alone.

A bird flying.

Everything is a door to open

and behind every door

a friend quietly sits,

ever-ready for us to arrive.

Love

and patience

reveal what is always there

within.

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More Than Yourself

-------More Than Yourself-------

If only you would let the moonlight in,

you might hear the sound of the waves again,

or feel the gentle pull of the Earth

spinning.

But worry tempts the heart to forget

that you are much, 

much more 

than just yourself.

A shifting vision in the clouds.

One among many stars

shining 

like an opal stone in the infinite darkness.

Before anyone could show you different

you used your own eyes to see,

and everything was a strange, and edgeless 

and beautiful dream.

Remember, Dear One,

how the full moon loves.

And let its tides hold you

in the belly of the sea.

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Wild Honey

-------Wild Honey-------

Like the quiet exchange

between flowers 

and a honeybee

Observation gifts both 

the seer 

and the seen

With the makings

of wild 

honey.

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What is Real

-------What is Real-------

A light within the storm

begs me to stop worrying 

and see the darkness closer.

In every drop, a new moon 

and a thousand dreams 

fall

And give rise to the wild roses,

to the parched earth,

to summer.

Everything I love

I have seen up close.

And nothing is too far away.

For the child within

does not wait 

for skies to clear

But runs off, 

delightfully unattached, 

into the rain.

A careful observer 

turning stones.

Drawn by imagination

To discover 

what is 

real.

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