My Poetry

New Life

We have made for ourselves a prison lifeBound by old patterns and fearful turning away from connectionThe prison guard steals the lightbeams From the sun And no light reaches us thereUntil one...

Nothing but Love

When that day comes When the reckoning of a life leads to the final hour To the beckoning hand of nature’s call, May you say May you say With a...

The Rising

The memory in the embers  Buried deep in the ashes Of ancestors, of life, of our inheritance Carries the seeds for the flames we are  May our flames blaze brightly...

Radiant Essence

Of a life truly lived, Emanates from the sacred chalice of the living body, A golden spring of abundant flow.   The body receives the pulsating spirit of Mystery, Undergoes...

I am an instrument

I am not an instrument of the world’s narcissistic need Forgive me if my revelations and discoveries offend I am me I am free I am an instrument of peace,...