rabbit on the moon

Sparkle On

when it gets dark
do you think you should hunker down
and dim? disappearing into the darkness?
when it gets dark, my dear,
it is not time to dim
it is time, rather,
to turn up the sparkle
to sparkle with all your heart, and
with everything you’ve got!
what do you think all those stars are doing?
way out in the charcoaled skies of this universe?
yes, yes—it is time to sparkle

it is time to get your sparkle on, and
to sparkle with all your heart!

In my mind I was imagining a never-seen-before flower, one which blossomed only on the darkest of nights, on moonless nights—flowers which emitted little sparks and floating bubbles of light into the night. Like bees to pollen, moths would be irresistibly drawn to them. They would be called the “Sparkle Flower,” I declared to myself. I happened to be strolling through a neighborhood, a little moody and a little lost in my thoughts. And then, and just then, I saw this little painted rock in someone’s garden. “Sparkle with all your Heart” it said! It was as if the universe was reading my mind. “Here you go,” universe said, “this might not be the ‘Sparkle Flower’ of your dreams, but please go ahead anyway little human child, be your own Sparkle Flower and sparkle with all your heart.”
So I leave with you, dear reader, “Sparkle On.” Courtesy of the universe.

moonache

stray solitary
this moon full behind the clouds
seeks a silver thread

Whilst moon gazing some five plus years ago in Kyoto, I felt in my heart, a moonache. A longing to touch something seemingly just beyond my fingertips—so close and yet, and yet so insurmountably far away………..

How oh how to touch to be to be in touch? To be in.touch? Beautiful moon of my heart, how to touch and to hold, You? So close—like the warm pulse soft underneath my skin—and yet, and yet so far far and unbearably far away? Is there not a threadlike silver spiderweb where to you, i can be led?
Do not stray, please—dear moon moon of my heart. This moonache is so much more than my body fragile
can bear.

precipice

they stood there
together
at the precipice
hand in hand
tight
will we fall or fly?
she asked
neither, said he
we will dance
all throughout the enduring sky
like stars
like fireflies
we will dance together
you and i

undercover

under this cloudy night cover
blossoms moody white and plum
dance anew
again, and again and again
songs of an ancient spring

everywhere

you are everywhere
in all the flowers that i see
in the laughter of little children
and in the warm sunlight on my shoulders
i feel your music in my heart
in my body your love
everywhere the birds fly
you are there soaring
in the billowing clouds
your voice fills my mind
with sweet reverie
you are everywhere
in me

gone

My heart has ceased
somehow
to be
mine.
When i see you all i see
is me
my love and my
desire
in your eyes, swimming.
I see my heart where yours should be
and looking into mine
i only see
all and everything that is you and yours.
What has happened ?
and how has this happened ?
that i should disappear so
wholeheartedly
in you?

gold

light entwined with love
in our hearts and in our souls
we are spinning gold

i came here


i did not come here just to love you
i came here
to be love
together with you
to dance
and in one another
come home
breathlessly with these deep sighing waves
eternally and endlessly

like stars
i came here
to be together with you
in love

portal

this body
sacred

holy
a temple
something divine

divinity itself
its beating heart
portal
to the universe
yes, to the universe and beyond…
but most of all
a portal to
l o v e
let the doors wide open now
throw away the key
f l y