Always Beginning

-------Always Beginning-------

Autumn comes on slow and gentle,

like a lovers touch

when the light is dim.

Softly, across the sheets

and then

a kiss!

A thousand

suns

rise;

A thousand ways
to say "I love you"

pour out from every limb.

A greater feeling,
our Truest Self,

as delicate and ever-changing as the seasons.

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La Petite Mort

-------La Petite Mort-------

Forgiving hunger

we make love on an empty stomach,

and our ghosts filter
and fill us to that point of perfect contentment.

At night,

while the Great Star is dancing on the other side,

a little death carries us

to the very edge of living;

to where light meets the darkness

and there is nothing to hold onto or fear.
This absence and your eyes

rise a smile from my heart,

for within them is the emptiness
I have worked so hard trying to find,

starving myself and digging through fields
someplace else,

but it has always been right here

with you,
and I
and us, together.

Communion
like this

ensures
there will never be an end.

Love
like this
is an eye
clearly seeing the world.

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Diversity

-------Diversity-------

Aesthetic alone
is a fruitless garden.

It seeks to fill only
the human desires that it creates.

Serving these persistently,

conditioned gardeners pull out most every plant,

roots
     and
          all,

until the earth is left bare

and shivering.

Vanity is a vice upon what each can give;

a vice upon the harvest.

And the weeds that some call ugly and out of place,
they are the ones that promise shelter to the bearing fruit.

So please, take care,
"Master Gardener";

humble yourself.

For diversity can do things

that our hands,
themselves,

could never.

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To Care for Weeds

-------To Care for Weeds-------

Seek what has been lost to you;

all difference
you have learned to avoid,

and un-learn
yourself from that distaste for bitter things.

For wild weeds and sorrow

are
within
a tonic

and have a sweetness all their own.

Go forth with love for strangers.

May you always find
right medicine

in the rainbow meadows
of your soul.

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Young Blood

-------Young Blood-------

Let the world touch you
in ways
you've learned it shouldn't.

In ways the Border says you can't.

These trees
stand for your ascension
and fences
are made for climbing.

Show us,
Young Blood,
to the forest in your eyes,

to wonder again

and to break
the rules
worth
breaking.

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Little Seed

-------Little Seed-------

If asking for help will make you feel little,

be little

for a moment.

The soul is deep

and pride too fragile
to measure the worth of things.

Let those who judge

see more clearly

through
you.

Empathy, God knows,

is struggle's
little seed.

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