Monthly Archives: May 2013

Testament

  I arrived during the time of the Blue Galactic Storm, taking this specific form so that I could find You. I knew that You would always recognize me since I have never been other than You, though I appear … Continue reading

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Slightly Out of Tune

The dusk sky does not complain when the evening stars come out, nor is the silence which prevails between the realms of day and night an indication of some absence. Ours is not a light that briefly shines, only to … Continue reading

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Sky of Mind

Across the dusky sky of mind all my birds of thought are leaving, yet somehow now I can’t stop smiling – this late at night, one bird keeps singing. That bird is You, the One Who dreams this whole thing … Continue reading

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The Last Friend On Earth

“When you arrive at the extinction of reality there is nothing but the spontaneity of pure potential, there is no other way to dance in the sky.” ~Khandroma Yeshe Tsogyel   The last Friend on Earth won’t be the one … Continue reading

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In Vino Veritas

Scattered by Love in its mindless flight are worlds of all kinds where we sometimes alight. While some may be here of their own design, others arrive by the fruit of the vine. You’ve likely heard the old cliche of … Continue reading

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Sometimes I Affirm

Sometimes I affirm. Sometimes I deny. Sometimes I neither affirm nor deny. Sometimes I affirm and deny, simultaneously. I am life – a paradox to the certainty-seeking mind, but never to a heart grown intimate with its own unqualified nature. … Continue reading

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Parade

In brilliant late light between blurred days of rain, fat cumulus clouds climb a sheer sheet of blue – a white pillow parade over deep purple hills. Still, why toy with adjectives which only obscure the pristine emptiness of this … Continue reading

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