POEMS: “The Work of Happiness” by May Sarton

The Work of Happiness I thought of happiness, how it is woven Out of the silence in the empty house each day And how it is not sudden and it is not given But is creation itself like the growth of a tree. No one has seen it happen, but inside the bark Another circle…

POEMS: “Rebirth” by Alan

Written after a morning meditation in the San Gabriel Mountains:                     “Rebirth” When morning mist  Swirls up the mountain I am born anew. Divine Mother’s grey gown Subdues sounds of earth, Shrouds its stark shapes, And enfolds me in a womb Of woven water, Where I…