For Faith Popcorn

by | Jan 21, 2006 | Diary

In Faith. Isn’t it about the rippling, that reaches out From that one pebble, leaf — or a casting of sand? Patterned in a rhythm, the watch full, Seer. Sprinkling like a constellation of circled echos That is the time of your searching: listening and...

It happens here, that I think about you.

by | Jan 21, 2006 | Diary

Morning has come. I sit, in meditation this morning Outside, cool winds running And I look off, to the distant Range of waters, that Shimmer in the moonlight Coming down, through The clouds, that move Like shadows. As I silence, my self, The waters continue Their...

by | Jan 20, 2006 | Diary

I’ve left the Wanderer stone there, at the water. And arranged other stones, each ruled with a quartzite thread, as a wrapping, beneath the waves. Hold me, once I’m gone.

Wanderer | found

by | Jan 15, 2006 | Diary

I’ve got this grouping of stones that I’ve arranged near my house, and the point of them is to remind me of different things. It’s a gathering place. A contemplative apex. One, my brother Matt, who passed at the beginning of this millennium. Two, in...