Spiritual Pivot

The old ones say that between

Heaven and Earth is Human.

When I place my hands

or touch the needle

I am the pivot.

Star Flowers

The old plant is blooming

star flowers

and stretching out,

claiming new space

between the dusty books

and maps of somewhere.

Its green tendrils

gain momentum

in the sunlight and smile,

a mysterious living smile

that draws you in

and down to the h-eart-h.

Now is her time to make beauty

from the effort of growing up

in the light

with roots in the dirt,

from the place of receiving

the nourishment she needs.

Solstice Lion

You dug your claws in -

toppled me until I understood

that I needed to ask for help

with a lion's voice -

and it would be given.

Solar king, you are training

this queen to become lionhearted -

to align with an ancient star message

hidden with time but now revealed

for our salvation.

May the Thousand Years of Peace

begin with my awakening -

and yours, too -

as the Sun rises to power again

this Solstice night.

Who are We?

Who is She?

Mysterious changing Woman

dancing on the edge of magic.

Who is He?

Alight with kindness,

a fearless warrior of Peace.

Who are We?

A homeless tribe

in search of true Warmth.

Who are They?

The yet-to-be Friends

knocking always at the door.

Memorial Haikus

Always body while we are here -

true transformation beckons -

Making light from the dark.

Dear Beloved

Dear Beloved,

My arms are cold and I miss your embrace.

I cannot rest without you.

I cannot rise without you.

All is darkness until you return.

Your light is too far ahead;

I am lost.

Please make your flame brighter

to guide this one home.

I am rigid and confused,

and you are my only hope.

Please come.

A Call to Love

I went my entire life
not knowing you, hatred -

and I was safe in my dismay -

appalled by your
lack of.

Now that we've met
I'm forced to acknowledge

darkness living beside me -

and I find myself repeating
your words and listening.

Since I've aroused you, cousin,
I don't know how I'll return

to a softer perspective

or the surrounding embrace
of the Mystery.

I call out
to Love.