In the Dark

Sky bursts and blossoms

Orange!
Gold!
Blue!

Green!
White!

Ooooh! Aaaah!

A unity of pulse and pleasure
Massed together
in hope and human family

Happy fourth day
of July

Take Yourself Out of Context

Take yourself out of context
That’s what meditation is

That’s how emptiness
Becomes your ally

Take yourself out of context
The job, the marriage,
The illness, the ambitious goal,
Even the summer vacation

It’s all temporary

When you remove the context
What remains?

Only a sublime luminosity

Then yes, the context
Is still there

But it’s in perspective
You can handle it

It’s out of your hands
Anyway … mostly

Coexistent truth
Paradoxical truth

Now you know
What home means

A supreme bliss

Then you have a new phrase
To thine own self
Be kind

It’s all ephemeral except

What remains.

In the Moment

Whatever trust you find
whether in the heart or mind

Let it rise up slowly
like a dreamer's eyes

And inhale every petal
Let it magnetize

The confidence of wisdom
isn't gained in books
or even regal looks

But by the firesides of
vagabonds and in the
flex of magic wands

Find the trust inside your memory
and gathered as your legacy
in every figment of your past

And you will be elusive
and be home at last.