I am a breath
That lifts up my toes,
Tickles my ankles
And rushes my knees.
I am wind
That fills up my heart;
Left rib to right,
Belly button to spine.
I am an inhale
Refueling my source,
Taking natural bounty
Fully replenishing.
I am an audible exhale
Releasing everything all at once,
Letting my heart, in one motion
Exit out to return.
Month: April 2015
Ashram Day 22 (day 1425)
If you’re homesick,
Let rain wash you home.
If you’re silent,
Let music slowly cry.
If faces never cease to smile,
Let good hearts believe
And deeply caress thee,
And settle your soul
Into a tiny canvas bag
Ensigniated with a rose.
Ashram Day 21 (day 1424)
Calm surrounds
A passing storm;
Alone against the world.
So begins
An effort to
Reason all that is.
Ashram Day 20 (day 1423)
She curled her tail
About my chest
And laughed a learned snarl.
As grandmother saw,
She knew it all;
I was left to dig the rest.
But even with such torrents stumbled
I walked away on solid ground;
Lost and found,
Cured and spoiled.
Left and forgotten.
Whispered to in silent nods
I needed no affirmation,
No restless waiting line
For I was united,
I was mind and body
And had drank the medicine
Though needing nothing in return.
Ashram Day 19 (day 1422)
Morning, morning,
My lovely morning.
Awake with sun
Feet on the run.
Heading highway,
Cause my way
Is gonna be my way.
Lovin easy waves,
Sandy waves,
Easy waves.
Sandy days.
Ashram Day 18 (day 1421)
When this voice begins to rise
Like a letter I did not write
Could you hold your hand out now?
I’m a Saint and you’re the cloud.
If this sound was more then that,
If words were meant for writing
Would the pen keep upright marks?
To pause between the breaths.
All my paper has begun to curl,
And you’re the little triangles
I’ve drawn around the page
To fit between my mind.
Ashram Day 17 (day 1420)
This warrior:
Peace and fighting,
Love and connection.
Divinity through spirituality
Emptying into a vastness
Laid out before
Sweeping vistas.
And India, aho.
Ashram Day 16 (day 1419)
Dance with me now
Through effortless flow:
Thick overgrown trail,
Dandelion row.
Dance with me now
On windowsills: old,
Like old and refreshed;
Long love letters confessed.
Dance with me now
Where colors match rainbows,
In tropical poison
I am your randsom.
Dance with me now
Sunrise to sunset,
Typeset and subset,
Tea set with chocolate.
Ashhram Day 15 (day 1418)
Gaia woke today, lazily,
Spread her wings in stretch.
She reached and yawned
Until the moon
Came upon her back.
From here she exposed
Her underbelly –
A welcoming of sorts,
To which the joys
Could be heard
Echoing across the land.
And as the dancing
Round and round
Began to reach climax,
Her sister, the sun,
Waved goodnight
Her dress trailing along.
Through the gates,
Past the edge,
Along the well worn path,
Until Gaia’s eyes
Turned a fiery red
And she reclined to bed.
Ashram Day 14 (day 1417)
As silence washed upon my mind,
Wind blew at the sea;
I saw a ghost who pointed out
Asking me to come.
Stepping forth with head held high
I reached a little patch
That seemed to be a little free
Where I could set my mind into
One and all at once.
Conquering the little questions
With deep breath and a smile,
I rounded out the day
Drunk on Maui Kambucha.