MOON BREATHES TREES
One strong slow breath each month
The moon draws the sap up the tree
When the moon is full
the tree is full
Will you still wonder now
when you feel the pull
MOON BREATHES TREES
One strong slow breath each month
The moon draws the sap up the tree
When the moon is full
the tree is full
Will you still wonder now
when you feel the pull
WIND AND RAIN
Does wind linger long in the rain
to quench its desert thirst
Or in the day shiver
and hurry to the sunlight
At night does it eagerly
slip through open windows
To join us under echoing roof
and kiss our skins with
moistened lips
RIPE BERRIES
Sometimes when I drink I think
that I could live inside like other people
It looks so warm and so safe
and I want so much to be there
But like a bird flying on ripe berries
I sober up against the pane
UNSPEAKABLE
The chosen people were forbidden
ever to speak the name of God
Which is understandable
when you think of all
the unspeakable things
that are done
All in the name
of God
MAGDALENE
Mary Magdalene lay down
with the sons of men
And knew them as sons of God
There was no sin in Magdalene
for she saw no sin in them
Dearest of all to the carpenter’s son
was the one who could see him most clear
For there was no sin in Magdalene
and she saw no sin in him
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CHURCH TOUR OF EUROPE
Churches along the Rhine look down
in dark and sombre judgement
on the towns below
In Milan the stone itself if full of light
it’s celebration lifting you to God
The forefathers of all French waiters
build Notre Dame to their own glory
But I lit a candle there for Dan
and he got well
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RINPOCHE AT ESALEN
Small round happy
Tibetan spirit bubbling
teaching from his words and being
“The search for God is everything
but it is not serious”
RINPOCHE AT ESALEN II
You cannot truly have a meditation
until it is broken he says
I sit deeper than I have ever been
deepened by 28 kindred souls
as deep as they can go
He hits the crystal bowl
one quick ringing note
A trap door beneath me opens
and I fall
BREATHE
The Buddhists say
“Breathe in all the pain of the universe
and breathe out love”
For the longest time I thought
in my Protestant work ethic way
this is important for the good of the world
and I should be doing it
Work hard breathe in
work hard transform
work hard breathe out
Protesting somewhat now I see
It has nothing to do with doing at all
and little to do with me
If you do not try stop it
you will breathe in the pain of the world
for it is all around you
If you do not try to stop it
you will become one with it all
and breathe out what you have become
LAWYER RAP
(or I SUED TWO LAWYERS FOR 18 MONTHS AND ALL I GOT WAS ONE RAP POEM)
The road to trials
is paved with miles and miles and miles and miles
of files and files and files and files
Piles and piles and piles and piles
of files and files and files and files
And I’m going down that road
wading through piles and piles and piles
plowing through files and files and files
And I think of all these pile of files and files
used to be trees and trees and trees and trees
And maybe these trees – some of these trees
came from woods where Robert Frost walked
the woods where paths in the wood diverged
and where he took the one less traveled
And I wonder how I got on this path
and how to get back to that place
back to that place in the woods
back where the paths diverge
Spend my days outside instead
walking through live trees
live trees instead of dead