Our Blessings Counted

like grand sequoian spires
so too thru time’s diverse cadence
endures heart-sprung joy

arm in arm
from friendships
to cosmic riddles
to labors of corpus and thought
to spirits bruis’d and tearful laughs
           to solitary retreats

‘tis our love’s fault

 

Blink in Time

beheld my eyes
a glimpse of unpostur’d Beauty

a Stranger from my Youth
a transient Yen
a fleeting Dream
absorb’d by the sun’s shadow

a blissful reminder
of Spring
long lost to this Age
now here… too soon

Subway Siesta

eyes in the clouds
chin on my chest
shoulders rocking side to side                              
from along straightaways
against curves
so many screeches
so many clackety-clacks
so many loudspeaker voices
years of underground reverie
of subconsciousness
always awakening me
on time
at my destination

Forever Us

some would surmise
that in the beginning
a Guardian Angel
became our guide
to Love

comforting our steps
thru many lifetimes
to give birth
to this moment
a happiness beyond belief

but I
have always known
that Angel
to be You

Offerings

more than decor

commital sacred
to Mother Earth
her sufferings
to release

to better Rebirth
to aspire

drawing all worthy eyes
to Meditation
to Devotion

to the Triple Gem
of Time’s essence

Windows

congenial black holes
welcome mats to mysteries

perhaps th’ other side
of the world
or th’ universe
or another time

or a looking glass
from unseen eyes
curious of us

at our sadness
about what was so much more
in its youth

about our wonderment
at its aging gracefully
by Nature’s witching wand

Kloof Nek to Hout Bay

two meandering souls

a quiet sail
a breeze with eyes focus’d
straight ahead

destin’d to collide
into each other’s arms

a swim to enjoy
in anxious waters

or maybe to chase a lost ball
emblazon’d with the portrait
of a child kyodo

while dreams the steersman
of a cosmic night
with Twelve apostles
in his wake