THE DAY AFTER

Rising to a grey day
the surging tide of my power coming up to meet me
unheasantly, I pushed off for my embarkment to foreign shores
upon my arrival I am met by only a solitary light beacon
all else, desolate in disarray

what favors of fate have worked this disaster
was it nuclear holocaust or Nature's revenge
unanswered, lies the remants of the day after
it matters not, for fortune's future
lies with the Light within

SLOW DANCE

Slow dance to the music
lets be gentle, take our time
gather some rhytm, enjoy the sublime

MOONGLOW

Moonglow lay soft over her shoulders
i dare not move, nay, even breathe
for fear of disturbing a grace so emminent
a scene so tranquil

Silently, I bid the Princess of the Morning Dawn
God speed
as she sets off for another run

LONE WOLF

I know why the lone wolf howls
his pain, his loneliness, they are my own
I hunger, but do not hunt
my instincts grown dull and blunt

I know what the lone wolf feels
his cry is my song
memories etched in flesh
shake my body
Haunted by images struggling within
A fight I cannot win

I know why the lone wolf howls

SHE-WOLF

Lone wolf howling
bowels bellowing loneliness
my pain a cry echoing in a dark, empty sky

My dreams, my yearnings
clothed in flesh and blood
She-wolf, wild, untamed, motionless
her stare transfixing deep from within
my mirror image stood before me
dropping to my knees, heart fluttering
head bowed, i submitted

Sweet love that might have been
but because i could not hold her gaze
she vanished
a moment, but for a moment
did we stand outside of time

...with eyes to see

when I was young and brave
full of deeds
a pretty girl looked up at me with admiration
but, I did not see her until many years later
                                          BLACK ELK

THREAD THAT TRANSCENDS

Is it just for this brief moment only
that our lives intertwine
or is there a thread drawing us together
that transcends space and time
this feels like more than chance
happen-stance
but then, time is so irrelevant
inadequate as per measures of the heart

LOVERS' PASSION

as lover's must, return to dust
lets take with us
the seeds of a new humanity
sown in fertile soil
of having left nothing un-lived
only thru our raw passion un-leashed
will the power of these seeds be released

MY GURU

I was walkin down the Path, aimlessly
one day
when i bumped into my guru
he stepped out from within
with a how-do-you-do

INDOMINABLE NATURE

The wind roaring thru the trees
could be the incoming tide
lapping at the shore
As such, Nature's repetitive patterns, sometimes interchangeable

DAMION

We are made from the depths
from beyond consciousness
more original than we can imagine
We are driven from a place beneath awareness
what drives us has been called an angel...damion

The inner presence that is full of power
the ultimate source of our real creativity
the authentical self
                              Thomas Moore

EMPATHY

It takes an awakened heart to identify with others...
when the heart goes numb...we can no longer feel empathy
based on our own emotions...

We may not have the capacity for empathy
because our attention is focused on ourselves
Anxiety about our own welfare may preclude the very imagination of another's distress
                                           Thomas Moore

LANGUISHING SUMMER'S DAY

The clouds foreshadowing sunrise
appear as mountain ridges on the horizon
the parched yellow grass takes on the look
of a field of summer wheat

the mirages of a summer drought
mystical, numinous in their illusory forms
leading or misleading, the mind
in the deception of the senses

So, Mother Nature ever myriad in her displays
the start of a languishing summer's day