Choiceless
A mama can disappear herselfBecome invisibleSo the hands of Nature, of GraceWork through her Her milk is releasedWith the baby’s … Continue reading Choiceless
A mama can disappear herselfBecome invisibleSo the hands of Nature, of GraceWork through her Her milk is releasedWith the baby’s … Continue reading Choiceless
There is a deep feeling I call SoulA calm peaceful harmony–That once I could only glimpseShe was hidden by my … Continue reading Soul
My journeyIs the path of The SeekerIt was given to me at age 8When I could not reconcileOr balance good … Continue reading Path of the seeker
Long before “enlightenment”I was well versed in no-selfDissolving into the pain of childbirthDissolving the personalExpanding, expanding, expandingNo resistance …And the … Continue reading Oneing
All sorrowIs caused by The veiling of GodWe can’t find HerIn sermons or prayerShe has no earsShe isn’t in good … Continue reading Synched