surrender to the muse

amused by myself
i wander in the tall grass
the dew wets my shoes

relevant

what you need to know

how to use it for greater good

every cup matters

reconciliation

may I live with ease
past to present future good
bank account balanced

moment into moment

the present moment is

not a finite point. It is boundless,

spacious enough to contain

the past and accommodate the future

imitation/facade

around the corner

lies an unknown fate – hidden –

behind the smiling

lost

a writer must write

or fall into a darkness

scarier than life

 

step out

beyond our habits

we want to know who we are

karma is a bitch

essential nature

a human being –

an island of excellence –

life – priceless gift

 

falling away

the leaves are dropping

the sky gray tinted with light

fear of failure fades

 

 

every moment counts

the grass shimmers green

until the sun sets

the stars glitter

hanging in the sky

until they fade into black holes

my pen writes

words on the page

until it runs dry

we live until shriveled up like

autumn leaves blown away

in the winds of  time

we die