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ROAR

ROAR

Drumsound rises on the air, its throb, my heart. A voice inside the beat says, “I know you’re tired, but come. This is the way.” Rumi Translated by Coleman Barks   A roar captured my attention.   Unlike the sound of a large truck or low flying plane, it was...

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ROCKS – gentle lovingness

ROCKS – gentle lovingness

To the bridge of love, old stone between tall cliffs — eternal meeting place, red evening —, I come with my heart. Juan Ramón Jiménez Translated by James Wright   The rocks were still there.  I was excited to see them again.  The winter storms have erased so many...

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RIVER CONNECTIONS

RIVER CONNECTIONS

losing its name a river enters the sea John Sandbach   “I want to jump in the river.”   That is how a young boy decided to engage two strangers in a conversation.  He smiled as he spoke and playfully watched to see how we would respond.  My friend Jay and I were...

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MOONLIGHT – love loving love

MOONLIGHT – love loving love

The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. Rumi Translated by Coleman Barks I awoke to what seemed like a timeless love story. At first, I...

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LIGHT – eternal presence

LIGHT – eternal presence

Like a great starving beast My body is quivering Fixed On the scent Of Light. Hafiz Trans. by Daniel Ladinsky It seems fanciful that a new moon can appear to shimmer.  Yet, about once every eighteen months, there is a radiant glow around a new moon.  It occurs when...

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EARTHWORMS – quiet hope

EARTHWORMS – quiet hope

Listen, if you can stand to. Union with the Friend means not being who you’ve been, being instead silence: A place: A view where language is inside seeing. Rumi Translated by Coleman Barks I awakened to a quiet morning.  It seemed like no one or anything was...

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GRASSHOPPER

GRASSHOPPER

Tenderly, I now touch all things, knowing one day we will part. St. John of the Cross   Oops.  That was the thought I had as my boot began to slide.  My mind had been absorbed in the beauty of the surrounding hillsides.  It seemed that overnight the slopes had...

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OAK TREE – loving connections

OAK TREE – loving connections

Look what happens to the scale when love holds it. It stops working. Kabir Translated by Daniel Ladinsky Ancestors.  That was what was on my mind as I gathered oak leaves from our deck.  With each stroke of the broom, I felt reminded that behind every living being is...

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MUSHROOMS – ancient beings

MUSHROOMS – ancient beings

You’re in my eyes. How else could I see light? You’re in my brain. This wild joy. If love did not live in matter, how would any place have any hold on anyone? Rumi Translated by Coleman Barks  There was a shift in a neighborhood hillside, resulting from an immense...

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SPIRALS – life cycle

SPIRALS – life cycle

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, a time to die… Ecclesiastes 3.1 It seems I’ve been traveling quite a bit in the past couple of months.  Between the ups and downs of airplanes, I felt the undulating cycles...

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SEEDS

SEEDS

Self inside self, You are nothing but me. Self inside self, I am only You. What we are together will never die. The why and how of this? What does it matter? Lalla Translated by Coleman Barks Another calendar year has begun and there is the promise of new beginnings...

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TREES – life’s essence

TREES – life’s essence

There’s a tree that existed before the woods, in age twice as old. Its roots suffered as the valley changed, its leaves deformed by wind and frost. People all laugh at its withered aspect, caring nothing about the core ’s beauty. When the bark is all stripped off,...

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