I am entering
an era of freedom,
unrestrained
by such simple things
as gravity, time,
or dimension.
The Great Moving On
The last
of the bindings
are breaking.
Signs of Life
Give me such signs of life,
that I am rocked and swayed,
by gentle bewilderment.
Oars in the Muck
Pull your oar
from the muck,
where stayed
in static,
you’d been
stuck.
Whole and New
Push back the brambles,
and onward I ramble
to a place where I might
grow, whole and new. Continue reading “Whole and New”
Seabrave
Possessed by
a desperate urge
to grow, to glow,
to inhale and roar
out the glory of hope Continue reading “Seabrave”
The Four-Fold Dress
Undulate,
twist, and fall… Continue reading “The Four-Fold Dress”