So I wait for them to go away
The dreams too dear to pay
And I toss and turn at night, awake
So no more dreams can come my way…
in my river
you now are
flowing calmly towards endlessness
streams effortlessly converged
unexpectedly, past a meander
our waters forever intertwined
amongst green hills of gratitude
under clear skies of love
there’s no need to wave to the shore to get rescued
there’s no need to swim – there’s nowhere to go!
the turbulent whitewash is caused by your arm-strokes
your kicking creating the currents below
GARDEN POETRY | on control and surrender, on maintenance, ideas and visions, on my garden – my metaphor
LOVE POEM | A short love letter to the carefree child – the child within or next to us.
TANTRIC POETRY | On the masculine and feminine within us and between us, and the beautiful dance these two energies will dance, if we let them.
LIVING | A day in life. Curiously exploring the world without expectations.
SOUL POETRY | On what love REALLY is. Not the attraction. Not the passion. But that still feeling below it all. Closer to…deep deep contempt.
EVERYDAY WISDOM | A poem written to my father for his 70th birthday. My father is not a spiritual man, but he lives wisely. He knows how to let go, how to laugh, how to love.
mirrors, that is all i see when i see you look back at me i see you bloom my summer … More