Say it again
and again and again
until the words have melted into me
poetry
Cave of infinity
This is the infinite way
into my heart
and back out of yours
Whispering in the dark
This past is a collection of stories and stones from temples built, destroyed and rebuilt
Solstice, honoring the temple of the body
The most spiritual thing you can do is action.
How long is oblivion
Send me home
Where the urgency of knowing
Stands raw, naked
Vulnerable to the gods of skies
Remember
Remember when wisdom trickled softly in the background of every moment/ e v e r f l o w i n g in the fountain in the courtyard of our collective spirit