stroll

the sun cradles these soaring birds
while my feet
on this soft and sound earth
walk west
and drenched now in your honey and gold
my body disappears
into sky

有り難う

for every hardship
i whisper this magic spell
有り難う

有難う (ありがとう) “arigatō” means “thank you” in Japanese. Embedded in the word arigatō is the meaning that existence is hard and kindness is precious; we give thanks for kindness.
Gratitude is the seed that grows a new garden in the desert.

religare

may my body be a prayer
folded and kneeling
before this altar of love
and in my hands
an offering
one sacred flower
of life

本道

there may be
a billion trillion stars
in the night
but only one of them
—the most beautiful and the most precious one of all—
is the light that i need
the song in my heart
and the fire in my soul
guiding me
at times carrying me
all along this long long way
winding through the mysteries
through the magic
and all throughout timelessness itself

how can i bow
before a sun that never fails
to rise?

Blue Sky

did you know
darling
that you are my
blue sky
the halcyon and the azure
during, even, these typhoons
—merciless, eyeless, seemingly endless—
darling
only together with you
can i weather
the darkest of clouds storming by
because you
you are my blue sky

the kintsugi artisan

it is as though
i knew you before i knew you
you—like second skin on my soul
carried me home
before, even, i’d known i was lost
you found me
heart-splintered and a thousand pieces scattered
but you gathered them all
one by one
like the wayfarer who scours the sandy beaches
for seashells and sea glass
for an unusual rock, driftwood, or feather

and,
with your light
with your yellow and gold
with your beautiful love
you gently pieced all of them back
together
back into this whole heart and breathing body

it is as though
you know me better than i know myself
as though you have always known me
ever since the sun and the moon
first touched
the sky

the journey

as haiku:

seven thousand miles
step by step and side by side
this journey of life

as free verse poetry:

in the middle of the journey
neither shore can be seen
in the middle
the deep unknown rises to the surface and stretches
seven thousand miles in every direction
and becomes
horizon

in the middle
there is no forwards nor backwards
there is only this journey itself
step by step
and life, like a siren to the soul,
is salt and honey
and the waves crashing

but even here, in the middle, in the deep endless blue
you stay
everywhere with me
like an angel, or
an immortal dragon—guardian of my heart
and together, side by side, we see
a bright shining light
polaris
of the night

止め石 tomeishi

And then she stumbled
into an enchanted garden
where
just ahead on the path
sat a little wild rabbit, cute and captivating
stone-still
but unlike Alice she flew
up into worlds
with endless sunlight
and fields of flowers for as far as
she could see

Her rabbit,
being sometimes a stag or a dragon or a jaguar
an angel or
polaris itself,
holds her hand
and together they venture further out and beyond and further still
into this garden

into this deep well of light
where
all the paths converge
, and where
only love itself
shines

in the darkness

(this is something of a sequel to my last post, “rolling stone”)

    ground

    i want to break open
    my heart
    at dawn, and
    at dusk
    with the flight of a thousand birds
    rising
    wind streaming over my body—skin bare, like bones,
    i feel the shadows trailing wingtips
    of ravens

    and their silent caress across the bleached stones below

    i want to dissolve
    the day

    into these rushing waves as they run
    up onto this sandy shore
    kissing my toes and
    pulling earth from underneath my feet
    i fall into their sea
    sinking and drowning
    all the heaviness of my heart

    and in the glimmering darkness of night
    i want to dance
    here in the secret garden of wild roses
    together
    with my love
    with sweetness and with honey, and with

    a belly full of dreams
    i want to plant each one in this soil
    in this soft sacred ground
    growing worlds

    of beauty

    Seréin

    here
    and
    now
    sailing this river
    with you
    silence is serene
    like
    the warm sun traveling over my skin
    like silk
    and the darkness is sanctuary
    is peace
    is free from every day cataclysm
    from the deluge of chaos and turmoil
    here
    with you
    this river is wide and deep and gold
    and sailing underneath a canopy of sparkling stars
    i find myself
    home
    in your enveloping arms

    home
    in your everywhere love

    now
    the sun is rising
    in your eyes