the only divide

the only divide of
land and water
is the negotiating table,
the coastline,
that fluidly
moves
with the motions
of the moon.

mostly water (poem)

if i could see a drop of rain
from the inside
i would still
never understand
water

even in my bed
at night
my body somehow leaks moisture
and i am left thirsty,
forced to trek from my cocoon
for another drink

in a glass of water
a pencil becomes
a bended ray of light
pointing at impossible angles
and when removed
is again straight
the glass no less changed
than before

water is not the air i breathe
yet it is a part of each breath

water shapes the world
the morning dew from which bees drink,
the slow drip that smooths canyon walls
and hollows mountains,
the summer waterfalls over desert cliffs
the deep springs lapped from the lips of deer
water is more necessary to life
than air

we are born in water, and that is where we will return.
we are not dust turning to dust,
nor ash to ash,
but
we are water turning to water.

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the
landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home
again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting- over and over
announcing your place
in the family of things.

candy of the soul

wandering star don't let the dust fool you,
it's always the view from afar that sees
spectacle in your mess --

but isn't that what the beauty of life is?

the perspective

from here,
behind a telescope lens

you shimmer
and dazzle sweet sprinkles
the kinds that make candy of the soul

glazed window into the heavens
the lens is specked
with colours unseen

peacock flume, your wispy arms scarlet, crimson
ultra violet waltz,
pink pearl cotton
atmosphere

amid your shakeless pirouette
a green only known as life

what would you be on earth i cannot say
only that
you are what the robins and bees
prefer 

most impossible

god, are you a cloud
small vaporous wonder
lightly drifting thought
encircling forever
the globe

constant mass
changing volume

condensing rain
release as you rise

climbing mountains
filling streams
taming valleys
canyons
the great abyss

how do you make deserts
if not
by uprooting trees

making space
for most impossible life

the rich biosphere
that lives
underneath
my
toes


are
you
an ant
carrying crystals of salt
the miracle of life
amidst a dry ocean sand

or the unthinkable
porous magma ocean under land

love is in the present

love is in the present
i hope you can feel it


it's
in the moonlight
dancing with the moths
blowing gently
through
 the  trees

it's by candlelight
on the touch of a lover's kiss
the soft lips

in the musical hum
the wings of a bumblebee
the nectar
of a hummingbird's bill

it's in the private wish
at a sunset glow
in the gift of the sun
the last bursting rays
that return at day

love is in the leaf of a tree
in the air of spring

just a little bud
the blooming delicate petals
(pink pearl blossoms)
closing at first snow

bound in the roots of the forest
digging deeper
like the earthworm
a tunnel into a richer existence

nuzzling in your bosom
a gentle caress

touching
closer, closer, closer

golden honey drops
that

never spoil

like
wine

better with age

a wonder & a beginning

if
a
picture
is
a
thousand words

then
your
      voice     is

uncountable

in-

sur-
mountable


a peak

     and    V-

alley


lush with game
and forests and sheep

you are a mother of all things

&
through
four seasons
you are a newspring
lake

a
deep
water
well

a magic
a power
a force

and though i'll
never understand you
never have you in all your forever

i bid you
the best an anti-eternity can provide

if all the stars are an end
then

you
are
my
  one

beginning