POEMS FROM A MOTHER: “Farewell letter” by David Whyte

Farewell letter She wrote me a letter after her death and I remember a kind of happy light falling on the envelope as I sat by the rose tree on her old bench at the back door, so surprised by its arrival wondering what she would say, looking up before I could open it and…

MYSTICAL POEMS: “In the End: The Beginning” by Jay Ramsay

“In the End: The Beginning” There is something in the end there is no avoiding That is more present than breath, than self, than distraction More present than this moment? Yes, even that — Even than all those birds perched high in the Tree of Heaven That broke into all your wondering — even than…

POEMS: “The path”

The Path We follow the path however hard it can be over hills and mountains in rain and shine and often in silence not speaking as we walk where the days seem long in this season of our lives until we remember how precious it is to be alive that every moment matters in the…

POEMS: “Journey of Return” (about death and dying)

Journey of Return When the Beloved wants to take you Home,  extend your hand to His welcoming even though your body may be trembling and your mind may want to flee; even though those around you grieve, and you yourself have mourned, even before they, the changing form of your body. Tears are not the…

MYSTICAL POEMS: “Journey of Return”

Journey of Return When the Beloved wants to take you Home,  extend your hand to His welcoming even though your body may be trembling and your mind may want to flee; even though those around you grieve, and you yourself have mourned, even before they, the changing form of your body. Tears are not the…

POEMS: “Long Afternoon at the Edge of Little Sister Pond”

Photo credit: Pinterest “Long Afternoon at the Edge of Little Sister Pond” As for life, I’m humbled, I’m without words sufficient to say how it has been hard as flint, and soft as a spring pond, both of these and over and over, and long pale afternoons besides, and so many mysteries beautiful as eggs…

POEMS: “Falling apart”

  FALLING APART Even when ‘my life’ falls apart who you truly are can never fall apart. Even when relationship breaks up who you truly are never breaks up with relationship. Even when the end seems certain who you truly are remains eternally open. And even when the body ceases who you truly are never…