Hope...

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There it happens
that I don't feel 
like switching on
the room lights
like in the early hours
of dawn.
I like to see the morning
glow spread slowly
silently
in the world outside
touching everything
in its wake.
Even when closed to the world
I long to be a part of it
not wanting to be 
intruded upon
but invited lightly
to share openly.
I keep hoping
the world would be light
spreading slowly
silently
and then fading away
when it is time.

Taking pause...

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Sands of time
slide down
to meet the
still waters
and rest awhile.
I pause in the flow
of life
not wanting to be
out of it.
I can see the drift
that leaves its mark
on the dried bark
of the twigs that broke
down.
Beauty can lie still
allowing breeze
to write its story
of nothingness
everywhere
on the watery surface 
of untraced treasures.

In fullness....6

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As day breaks anew
my mind travels back
to see a life
fashioned to fill
the self
with possessions
that needed space,
to fill the space
with actions of all kind
and a mind
teeming with ideas
and a body on
the fire of passion
driven up
all the time
to nowhere.
As I stand here
devoid of action
a strange contentment
gathers up
from my feet and
fills me inside
and out.
I just watch
amazed
unmoving.

In two minds...

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I am in two minds
but not perturbed
about choosing one.
My sights are set high
for the skies tell me
of the winds, storms
and rains and sunshine.
My feet on the ground
and can feel the soft 
and the hard and the dry
and the wet earth.
The trunks give me
the much needed armrest.
The day is breaking and
the heart is aflutter,
Soon the birds will start
chirping
and the light will spread
before its time will come
to fade.

Of Nature....6

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For once 
I am sure
and in no doubt
or hesitation
that in responding
to this invite
from 
the soft rays of the sun
the clear expanse of the lake
the reassuring green
of the forest
I have only respected
the need
theirs and mine
to touch each other 
deeply
and truly
and my nakedness
is simply my 
willingness to embrace
all of it.

In fullness...5

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It happens
without knowing
without effort
that I merge with
the surroundings
and just cannot feel
separate from them
There is stillness
and yet awareness
of everything that is
and nothing remains
to see, feel or think
A different kind of fullness
when every cell is full
of being
and all descriptions 
of fullness 
sound empty.
Flesh is 
throbbing and distant.

Of Intimacy...

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When doors closed
and darkness spread
we met
lighting up each other
and the one life.
Our spirits united
to lift us into the world
yonder
where no one
not even a thought
can enter, nay, peep.
We bared our bodies
and our souls
so that we could touch
each other in the deepest
cores
and light that fire
to rocket us into
the unknowable space.
As I sit here alone
I carry those intimate
moments all over
and all into me.