My house is bigger
than the moon can circle
my ocean has no tides
to live up to
my body is thinner
than the air can see
my eyes are longer
than a string of stars
I come home
with everything and nothing
in my hands
I come home
Stone of fortune
You might want to turn over
the stone of fortune
and see what scurries underneath
could it be tiny golden crabs
racing from the reach
of your curling fingers
you might flip stone after stone
wet from the carefree toss
of sea water
trying to catch
what can never belong to you
or anyone else
Cliff jumping
The interesting part
of cliff jumping
is definitely not the landing
I will gamble that the chance
of transforming butterfly-like
with a flash of wings
is greatest in the moment
before the impact
The on and on
The deliberate act of movement
through space and time
the dance of breathing
in the next and next of loving
and all its needs
the losses and the gains
without measurement or touch
of hand or eye
the on and on of journeys
in the dusty clouds of lost
confusion and beginning
these are names we give
to living
in the not quite yet
and gone so soon
the thrumming in the heart of it all
A candle lit
A candle lit
is a flicker of light
a hundred candles
brings light
into a dark place
a thousand candles
is a beacon from a distance
a million candles
cannot create the sun
the sun is a flicker of light
in the universe of god
How did the word guy get in here?
How would you feel
if your name was Random
and everyone kept throwing things at you?
A flaw in the whole
All the pieces
carefully fit together
make a whole
does a flaw in a piece
make a flaw in the whole
does the whole need a flaw
to be complete
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