SUNDAY POEM MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 5 In the center of my ribs, a silver salmon leaps In the center of my ribs, a rock of granite from earth to heaven In the shelter of an oak a red-winged blackbird nests In a viridian pond, mallards teach their ducklings to swim...
SUNDAY POEM MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 4 In the center of my throat is templed silence the Great Void swells in the center of my throat boat skims the sea on wind-whipped sails lanyards sing in the center of my throat underground river-run red-rock canyon-roar in...
SUNDAY POEM MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 3 In the center of my crown an ocean laughs In the center of my crown a great blue heron skims the rim of Earth In the center of my crown a cloud-wreathed peak pierces the skin of eternity In the center of my crown is a wooden...
SUNDAY POEM MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 2 In the center of my head is a rain-washed dawning In the center of my head cirrus clouds cross a cobalt sky In the center of my head a hermit thrush sings sweet wilderness In the center of my head a bare room opens in the...
SUNDAY POEM MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 1 In the center of my heart, a sun in whose warmth apple trees blossom In the center of my heart, a chamber through which the mistrals of heaven blow In the center of my heart songbirds till a garden In the center of my heart,...
SUNDAY POEM Let me embrace you naked as rain. Let all that is not me fall away. This body, drawn to earth’s molten heart, this mind echoing your fingerprint, these avid ears drinking your elemental voice. Let me know you in clamoring cities, viridian hills, in...
