The Wooden Key
I worried about this key.
Why is it made of soft wood?
Would it not bend, break, or rot?
Could I carry it around with me? Continue reading The Wooden Key
I worried about this key.
Why is it made of soft wood?
Would it not bend, break, or rot?
Could I carry it around with me? Continue reading The Wooden Key
Books go in all directions
criss-crossing countries, continents,
seas, oceans….
the world.
They have a life of their own. Continue reading The Secret Confusions of Books
The war has come,
we can do nothing about this.
We must become
places of peace: Continue reading The War has Come
I’m under Muhammad
under Muhammad.
What does that mean?
I am neither Christian, Jew nor Moslem
Buddhist nor even
Kogi
Behold! a Kintsugi
tea cup,
An imperfection in fired clay.
Let it rest
before even a sip of liquid
is brought to mind Continue reading Cracks
Flying over the brightest lake,
I saw your shadow under me.
Or was it my shadow so near?
Is that you or could it be me? Continue reading Love and the Mirror
Bitter taste of
desperate need
drove Moses from
Nile’s warm embrace
to the deserts of Midian
far from Pharoah’s wrath. Continue reading Burning Bush
Stairways, corridors and bridges,
Doorways, streets and elevators.
Connections…transitions:
The in-betweens of daily life. Continue reading Liminality in daily life
Poised at the in-between
we seek safe harbour
The doldrums lead nowhere
and yet
an opportune moment of detention allows Continue reading Finding haven (re bika minka)
‘One of your shoulders doesn’t know what the Hu is.’
St Patrick whispered in my ear
And why doesn’t it know?
& what doesn’t it know ? Continue reading Cold-shouldered
amidst
the bustling
of the caulkers
and the swishing
of the air as
the hammers swing
simultaneously Continue reading Effulgence
Thankful tonight for the owls. For those who keep watch in the night, for those who silently hunt in the cover of darkness, who seek out His hidden heart. Thankful for those who hear the silent calls to prayer, who are His springs and bring and move water to places around the earth. Continue reading The owls and the presence of Hu
At the beginning the horse and me, we might not have the same wishes or thoughts, the wishes of the horse may be much stronger and wilder than mine. Continue reading About riding my horse
Where is it?
Here
Where?
Here – no I mean there
But where is there and here? Continue reading Hidden in plain sight: The internal conversation of a ‘March hare’
Creatures who may seem strange and alien on land
find themselves at home in earth’s oceans.
Lowered into life by love’s longing,
those denizens who plunge deep Continue reading A graceful prising
Trying to dive I was warned:
Beware of dangers deep!
So I played in the shallows,
Until the red sky turned blue. Continue reading Whirlpool
Remember the good things: making love laughter in the wilderness tears in the silence breaking of habits discovery of new ways beginnings & endings places we’ve known, people we’ve cared for & who carried us further. Night breathing – dreaming, day … Continue reading Remember the Good Things
I have read about Love
And heard many songs about it,
Read many poems about it
But do I really know Love? Continue reading What do I know about Love?
Wake up, O daughter of light. The blue and yellow sky embraced my Heart’s tree. The branches caressed my face and said, ‘it is time to wake up.’ As I was turning, the branches were facing me Continue reading The Daughter of Light