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Diya

I stared into the high noon sun, until I became blinded by all but its memory. Then I stared into that memorial as if it were my only one, until not even the darkness could be seen. When I could … Continue reading →

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Asleep with Dragonfly

This habit of lying on the ground outside placing my ear to the earth. So one warm fall day I found myself in the arboretum, my face nuzzled into the breath of the forest floor; I became intoxicated by the sweet attar of … Continue reading →

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Give Away What You Love: The Feather and the Mirror

I read a friends accounting of her meeting with an artisan named Calisto, a traditional Hawai’ian woodworker.  He drove up to her house one day to buy a wheelbarrow from her. Both she and Calisto immediately knew that their coming … Continue reading →

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Centerpiece of Meaning

What is knowledge if it is not shining down upon her face Who is to know, who is to know To the canvas from which color leaps she is the gesso, I imagine it so I imagine it so What … Continue reading →

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We Danced in Circles

Prelude from that volcano Red hot words flew up from the caldera and with applause fell in confetti flakes of ash. Drifting through the metal haze, softening down in dirty velvet waves of sheets to become pressed and rubbed and … Continue reading →

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In the Scorch of Love

Looking into the lens of his eyes she pleas, “Where did my poet go? When did our paths part?” Her questions echo in emptiness, for the poems had drained from her spacious heart. He left her in the storm of … Continue reading →

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The Pillars of the Ride

(Day 9 of the Ramadan Riding series) 1. There is No Bike Path, but One Bike Path. There is no path, but one path, no matter which direction you go or how many trails you ride – even across separate … Continue reading →

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The Cycle of Dreams

I fell asleep upon the pains of my gone-forever past with your heart for my pillow until I dreamed at last. As my head rose and fell with your silent passing breaths, the deeper my hopes would drift beyond the … Continue reading →

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On Hope

If you give a deaf man a colorful music box with an ethereal dancing figurine within it. Do you hope that he hears the music? Do you hope that he enjoys the visual beauty and pirouette of the ballerina? Or … Continue reading →

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On Sorrow

Too often we treat sorrow as the shadow in the light that is better-off ignored. We might find it as the single black sheep in the flock that doesn’t see the white sheep as different. This thin and mangled dog … Continue reading →

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