Mystery

Sometime before the land turned away from light The wind in the wild mustard slowed The sun, being where is always is, the moon too Twilight and moonrise were in me. Something small and quick sprang and ran. The long grass bent as I watched the urge to chase Corner and kill rise and fall […]

Invocation

In silence older than the sun the desert holds me like a lover needing little, offering nothing but peace– A voice in the wilderness, “There is no lasting happiness Samsara, Samsara.” Darkness older than silence, older than the coyote howl hunting song of the owl bat wing flick, mule deer kick To move and breathe […]