Thursday, September 20, 2012


A taste of freedom settled on the pallet of my mind.
There was nothing to spit out in order to appreciate the taste.
There was just consumption.

It did beg the question, why?
Why today? What’s different?

I know of this taste.
I read of it in books.
Witnessed it in movies.
Like a starving child, I watched a fleeting banquet.

It is a simplicity of the mind,
A peacefulness of the heart,
A richness of the soul,
A contentment with oneself, one’s life.
It is without striving.
It is moving gracefully towards a goal,
Or many goals,
Or no goal.
It is being on one’s path.

Each step is unknown,
Each movement, an act of faith,
Each gesture supported by light, by air, by magnetism and electricity.
It is quantum.

Before reaching this fragile state,
I lived in my brain.
Logic mixed with violent urges dictated my mode of transportation
Through the landscape of reality.
Now I use light.
The yellow orange ether that rises behind the rooftops,
framed by my bedroom window,
Greets me with a smile too early in the morning,
And summons me to rise, to meditate, to breath, to stretch.

What changed?
When did I stop being hurt and upset?
When did I stop trying to fix the world and myself?
When did I begin to envelope my loved ones with empathy for their tiny woes?
Before, they sucked dry the energy I needed to make life better.
Now, I cry with them, laugh with them, hurt with them.

Now, I am free.

Be my Lover!

Be my lover!

Slide all over my body,
Cover me with your skin and your soul.
Let us laugh and look deeply into each other.
Let us be quiet together
Listening to life in our stillness.
Let me lie on your breath,
Soothed by your rhythms.
Let us push, pull, move each other
To express the longings of our hearts and bodies.
Let us release joy and passion in sweat and tears
And fun.

Be my lover!

I will hold your head against my chest
I will grace you with pleasure, subtle and intense.
I will be with you even when I’m not,
Carrying you in my mind
I will bring you home

Be my lover!

Happy endings are in each moment
Tracing your muscles
Wiping droplets from your brow
Seeing them glisten in your hair
Interweaving your legs in mine
Surprising you, admiring you, delighting you

Be my lover!

I will abandon myself to your arms
I will release the pain of past lovers,
All erased, all forgotten
Leaving only the light vulnerable strength
Of love without expectations

Be my lover!

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Linking Moments

Bows laden with big green leaves,
Weighed down with rain,
Shaken by warm wind,lull me.

Stuck in traffic, the window slightly open,
I hear sounds of a wet city
As I await movement
On the Lakeshore.

My head needs quiet
To savour something that just came alive.
Yet, distant honking comforts me,
Do all cities sound the same?

I glance at the mud
Separating east and west travelers
Tire marks, the shape of two interlocking hearts
Love is here.