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from within - without,
a fusion divides toward
infinite union.

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in each breath a gift
in each sigh, shadows retreat
in darkness till dawn.

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mindfully does one
recognize an absent mind
mirrored in blank eyes.

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rekindling embers
lulled to sleep in darkness
is earth turning east.

Supplication

Would that when tears fall,
Is seen our vision clearing
Revealing the eternal unity
Behind illusory divisions;

Would that the yes and no
Are in our hearts embracing
In a glorious dance to the tunes
From the melody they make;

Would that In rhythm and rhyme
Shall our world goes on growing when crystalline
Tunes rise at Dawn then at Sunset,
In them we lay cuddled in a lullaby;

And when shadows rise, as they always will --
Would that their darkness nurtures light
Like the moon whose glow appears
In an evening of star studded skies.

Words and Autumn Leaves

words are more than
like the leaves dancing
their way to the ground in Autumn,

they don't crumble nor fall;
they spread like the clouds
and in stillness they move;

not deciduous at all,
words when born
even in bubbles they find a home.

more colorful than autumn
leaves, words travel to and fro
in hues beyond a rainbow's arc.

Yet, like autumn leaves that
nourish the earth, words, too
enrich the worlds from which they grow.