Haiku

for cob

Sage, strength, and sky -
the smell of your sweater
while you are away.

Nothing More Than This

Bear eating honeycomb. Grandfather.
Then looking in to his eyes. Full of stars.
"She Who Walks in Wisdom, look into your heart."
It opens and hurting leaves
like swarms of moths seeking the light.
A shining supernova glows kinetic inside.
"It is time to prepare this place for
the love you want to reside there.
Let go of the ugliness of past hurts, my child,
and evoke the goodness that is there.
Let that permeate your soul."
We eat honey.

"You have not forgotten your path.
You have never known it. Let me show you."
We peer inside the honey jar. A golden liquid.
"Your path is to find joy, experience joy and live joy.
Your path is to create that which you seek.
It is simple. This is God's wish.
For you to fill your life with joy so it overflows to others."

"You are not bound by duty to serve others.
You are not bound by duty to see darkness.
You are to shine a light, so it is always there.
Your joy will be a light to the world, my child.
Your joy will be a light to the world.
This is your path."

"She Who Walks in Wisdom, there is nothing more than this."