Story

asking each daybreak
what might be
our story today..
does it enfold
those eddies and cracks..?
is clever ego coloring
special highs and lows..?
all of this seems
of sublime import..
this Story a mirror
an identification photo
we carry today..
yet might we remember
Story is parable
our Story today
was never before
and never will be...?

Grooves

these practices

have faces of

survival and prison..

locations

for keys and coats

this route to work..

times

for appointed rounds

rising and retiring

simple habits form

creep and enclose..

a crying out

for new grooves..

escape from prison

a good habit..
a good habit..?
enclosing..?

Reset

full moon reminds

we each own

a switch to reset

always at ready..

mind prisons entangle

our plans and chores..

reaching that switch

floods our slate

for this moment

with Light
clearing...

Full Moon

at last
an arrival in
yesterday's nightfall
this fullness of light..
our preparation completed
by growing slices each night..
partials direct remembering
to light lost and then found
full dark and full light..
let's imagine the dark
naming now
a friend's painful rant
his questions are struggle
enclosing reason and doubt..
might his rant find itself
in lunar transformation
a new grasp of the whole..?
ranting and stimulating
as electrical pole..
return and flow
reaching and receiving
Full Light...?

not sure this will be
satisfying to my friend..

Forgiveness

what is sought
for grievances untold..
You are forgiven
in this moment
one path unfolds..
Or bending work
prescribed
to reach peace
for forgiver and
forgiven..
Let us ask
is this choosing
better resolved
in that place
where time and hurt
touch inner light..?
then we hear
You are forgiven
Now as
work begins...

the Voice

through the lace
mirrored reflections
on a tiled floor
morning light variations..
remembering the sun
brilliance beyond
filtered reflections here
on lace and floor..
then I heard
the sun is lace
to a light refined..
and that light...

OSV retreat reflection
January 26, 2013)

Escher indeed

a search outside
often finds darkness
in our other..
we hope for
penetrating warmth
our furnished light..
We ask
how our light 
renews its flame..
enter Escher with
his tiled lizards..
we see the fitting
without any gaps
scaled symmetry 
and no overlaps..
this oneness display
feeds inner light..
our new inside
and out...