I am my own self without doubt
Cat without apology or excuse
Category: Rayn Roberts
Dreaming The Old Man
Through slanting doors and broken windows odd furniture in dim rooms old books and roses rotting with age I follow you, charts and crumpled maps and paper glitter like a lost hope– Sudden sky and wide water reeds along a shore under a silver willow you call to the other side. No limb or vine […]
The Danger of Transgender People
Why Transgender People are Dangerous Never mind the roller coaster ride, you’re on it now, can’t get off It’s gravity’s got a terrible side got nothing to do with God at all God doesn’t really give a toss if you die next week from a simple fall God damn gravity that […]
What the Cicadas Are Saying
There’s a method in the music, the buzz Filling the trees, a sizzle, a scream The clicking and the ringing of cicadas. Where some leave off, others pick up The cantos of love, a hum like a dream That is all of summer and seventeen years: “Here, here, I’m the one, I’m the best, Here, […]
Mother
The need to return to origin True as the need of home Rush of red shoreline kelp The coupling of crabs, flash Of Garibaldi in tidal pools But a reason for rock foam Breaker gull sky– unknown. Each salty breath brings me To being in you, Uterus of Life and Death, great Mother You hold […]
A Truth You May Have Forgotten
There is a moment before the sound the Great Om, Before Siva turned on one foot Before Krishna was blue and Tara green, Before the making of Lucifer, the heavenly war The gravity of heaven and the drifting fire of hell Before the holy breath blew into Man Before Adam’s dream of Eve Before Cain […]
Solstice ’17
The way is not a balancing act; it is perfect balance Within the imperfect human walk, deeply knowing dark Completely loving light, think Tao, breathe Tao, be Tao Darkness answering light, the mystery of many in one.
Buddhism, a Brief Introduction
Sit down. Shut up. Meditate. Cut the Crap.
Be It as You Imagine
Wherever under the sky I walk there’s something of you in the earth, stone, sage, air, living river and high as the hawk can fly vapor, mist, rain you are, sunlight moons give back to me. Be sure, all I touch holds you. Memories dream in the land where the ancestor-spirits breathe their souls imprinted […]
