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Inspired Dusk (auto-writing)
There is a moment before the sun sets, just before the top of its crescent disappears below the farthest edge of the earth. It is a divine promise of yet another smoldering spectrum of burnt orange, crimson and cobalt. A … Continue reading
Nothing is ours
All I have reminds me of all I can lose.. unless we accept that nothing is ours tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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Up is All Around
Letting go of apprehension and looking up, is really nothing more than submitting to the natural condition of a buoyant mind… There was a fish who envied the joyful expression of parched land travelers who stopped to sip nourishment from … Continue reading
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Fractured Light
Even shadows choose to whirl lithely in the beams, romancing other silhouettes seeking revelation in their dreams. Compassion, do not hasten them, nor wake them from repose for in the moment two dreams alight the awoken lover glows. Stand boldly … Continue reading
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Ode to a Road Runner
(March 6, 2014) Diamond hard headache you have a chemical in your left hand and the door is to your right. Pavement. Take the pavement, quick. Oh wrinkled earth, do you feel my gentle journeys across your skin? I am … Continue reading
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Well. I can tell you, I’ve seen some things: The Tale of Don Quixote
For Alonso, the day was sinking into dusk But for Dulcinea, her knight was rising. Long his lance’s shadow stretched And thus his stories, picaresque. He flaunts his tale of espionage, Purring silent and clandestine “there I sprung from camouflage … Continue reading
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Revelations Along the Path: First Soliloquy
Along the spiritual path, we delve into realms That send tiny truth fairies to us – like wisps of snow Polishers, sharpeners, honing stones, tuning forks They make us sensitive and aware and yet it is subtle The affects of … Continue reading
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Victims of Education
I’ve had to sign over a dozen inane forms giving permission for and acknowledging the dangers of cooking and sewing class, gym activities, sensitive topics in life science, specific exercises for specific parts of the the body and on and … Continue reading
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My Son’s 10th Birthday
Born 10 years ago today, OUR son is an inspiration specifically selected to BE. He’s not mine as much as he is his own. And that’s how he shall be raised, inshallah. We ask for glimpses of God’s plan for … Continue reading
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My Daughters Thirteenth Birthday
Dear Camberlyn (Birthday girl) So what do you think of this very memorable past year little thing…or perhaps now I’m not able to call you that as you round 13 years. It’s been a wonderful year in ways you can … Continue reading
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