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Just Being There

Just Being There There is a strange sense of beauty and solemnity and communion in the gathering of silent thoughts. After awhile, they dissipate, convening into a hollow hall of silence. I fall into an unconditional acceptance of what is, a … Continue reading

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And I Just Go On

…the moment…present…I cannot see far and wide…nor can I fall back…this is what it is…this is where I am…enclosing yet expansive…there are no borders…but I feel confinement…the journey then is how I make the most of where I am right … Continue reading

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And Nothing Else Matters

…blurry…subdued…a grainy manifestation…like half-awake, half asleep…gently vanishing through the light…until the light absorbs everything…and there is expansiveness…as all will be light…just light…pure and striking…radiant…all meanings dissolve and succumb to something higher…into another dimension…and then there is tranquility…no more rationalizing…there is … Continue reading

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How to Open Wide One’s Life

…6:23 PM…coffee shop…I’ve just finished reading Rilke’s Book of Hours (Love Poems to God)…and I just sat quietly for a time, thinking about how life can be opened wide with meaning in the autumn of one’s life…and I don’t know … Continue reading

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Shadow of Moving Thoughts

…Saturday…3:21 in the afternoon…an almost empty coffee shop…a cup of coffee…a cranberry/blueberry bran muffin…a pen and a notebook…i try to write…i labor…i sweat…i struggle…thoughts in a twirl and swirl…they do not make sense…the first line of the poem is as … Continue reading

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Every Mindful Step Will be a Conversation of the Heart

…the journey of another one thousand miles begins by flipping a book of poetry on page 60. And I can only trace a barely visible outline and a very thin, barely visible bluish-grey line that softly beckons for me to … Continue reading

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Still a Long Way to Go

…I eat…I drink coffee…I sleep…I wake-up…I go to work…yet I am also cantilevered in silence and stillness…in every available moment of clarity and awareness, as I journey…every step a leaf falls…and then I look at that bird…same thing…same flight…same route…a … Continue reading

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In the Grace of Night and Day

…as the wind lets out a sorrowful yet melodious primal whistling and new leaves gracefully move in ancient dance, I am on a silent journey with that bird in the grace of night and day…

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An Intimacy Reduced by a River of Tears

…your lovely face so serene…listening, just listening…mutely witnessing…an overarching emptiness fills-up and numbs…an external manifestation of stillness that moves…it is a different landscape in the silence of the night…in the land of the silent, I felt the full enhancement of … Continue reading

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Deep In Thought

…we sat down in one tender moment of empty words…and without thoughts…and with our hands entwined…it took so many years doing this…now I sit in silence, deep in thought, as I watch a bird…and in some corner of my heart, … Continue reading

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