One of these days
We recognize our divinity
and Mother Earth cries for joy
purifying her waters
and clearing her land
until Eden emerges again

This time we are conscious
of our oneness with all creation
And that makes all the difference

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Full moon poems

you laugh
flowers burst into bloom
they fade and die
you cry
your tears water the seeds
we grow again

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send me thoughts like thunder
rolling
    soothing and strong
power in bunches
and empty in between

feel my lightning heart-flash
ecstatic
     pure white energy
power of presence
illuminating the edges

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