If I Was Poetry
If I was Poetry, I would dance with the spirit of the sun Love with the strength of wild water Sing to the moods of the moon Create words for the wind to carry It would be magic It would be me Continue reading If I Was Poetry
If I was Poetry, I would dance with the spirit of the sun Love with the strength of wild water Sing to the moods of the moon Create words for the wind to carry It would be magic It would be me Continue reading If I Was Poetry
A thousands moments that I had taken for granted mostly because I had assumed that there would be a thousand more Continue reading Moments
Sometimes I think of the Sun and Moon as lovers who rarely meet, always chase, and almost, always miss one another. But once in a while, they do catch up, and they kiss, and the world stares in awe of their eclipse. Continue reading Eclipse
Buddhism teaches you to thank your parents for your birthday… I should consider given them a party, they gave me this rebirth and the cause of my Dharma practice. Buddhism teaches us that… Whether they were good or complicated parents is not the point, they gave you a body and an opportunity to meet the … Continue reading I Thank My Parents
May flowers accompany your path And sunlight brighten your day May chants of birds Cheer up every step along the way May a rainbow move you In a sky that is always blue And may happiness fill your day And all the days thereafter Continue reading Summer
Watch me I will go to my own sun, And if I’m burned by its fire, I will fly on dragon wings. Continue reading My Own Sun
Greet the sun Welcome the moon Wish upon a star Continue reading Wishing Upon a Star
I’m a creature of Summer, the warm days, breezy evenings and the clear sky of night have a way of setting a pace for my daily tasks. No task is to arduous for me. My best one is laying about, with cold ice tea and a good book on my hammock. The ideal way to … Continue reading The Sun of Summer