ECLIPSE

 

The ancient radiating bowl

of light

wraps its arms around everything–

gives a new patina

to the bamboo garden chairs

changes the crisp poppies

to an unrecognizable white,

infusing present

flesh through pelvic

and muscle and memory

As it moves deepest into the skein

of atmosphere

leaping over the opening

pages of tree leaves,

water

sacred fire

stone

and soil,

rejoicing the subtle display

and minutes

from its beginning

hearts are sliced

open completely

 

JUST HUMAN

 

the intuitive path should lead

to somewhere–

laughter

a best medicine

 

at the turn of the road

one metrical robed foot

and then the next–

great ideas sometimes clash!

 

a more complex word

will not do,

faith

and a good handshake

is all

 

yesterday the discovery

of a new insect

 

BEGINNING A CONVERSATION WITH THE DALAI LAMA

 

didn’t know when to begin

he  then insisted I begin….

where do I begin?

in the afternoon

we imagine tea

and water running

over

a crag

and I pray

the simple blooms

to come now

while I can stand

the season

of the knowledge

of their passing

and he laughs

before the sun rises

and we catch

our breath

and wait

Yon Walls

2011-12

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