The Word is Out

The alphabet is on the table
definitely a puzzle of my heart
so much more than scrabble
a game of love is open
I've told my friends!
the word is out...

I am ready to be found
a stroke of color in the cosmic hand
a symbol of sacred devotion
light, sound, and vibration
made visible in the work of love
through mundane and spiritual pursuits;
a koan, a poem, a note of grace,
a laugh, and the taste of tears
when the nothing allows the something to emerge.

My hands know it all
and more often than not
it manifests exactly as it is.
The word is out.

Teasing with Curious Looks

Sleep sweeps my soul
into journeys of knowing
all is well

my heart swells
in expansion
as my children
like saplings, stretch deeper
and higher
pulling, reaching, soaking

in sunlight, and moonlight
and new light, in general
teasing with curious looks
and breathing earth into love
again.

I am learning
a present and future teacher
with the children
of Light.