love and truth

i searched for love
inside truth

and i searched for truth
inside love

and i found them
nestling together

like lovers hiding
in each others arms

the sun and the moon
are always dancing
to the divine music
of what is.



naked and undefended

let us meet
in the open field of spring’s bloom
naked and undefended
shameless and innocent
as we were once
in distant memory

all this mask wearing
and righteous indignation
is tiring
and everyone seems weary
we can’t go on like this

so let us lie down
in the green pastures
naked and true
bare our souls to the wind
and let the spring sun
burn away
everything false

we were born for freedom
and love
but we fell in a deep well
and now we struggle to
even see the sunlight.


surrender the righteous self

i have discovered the great secret
that will transform the world
and end the war between people
though i am not sure many will buy it

for they cling like drowning men
to the raft of being right
they divide this great world
into the right and the wrong
and that’s it, that’s all there is

but if you head in the opposite direction
you will discover a secret majesty
and great power
and openness
beyond this play of duality

and that is the simple secret
that by endeavoring, over and over,
to surrender the righteous self
not as some theory
but in those heated moments when one
clutches so hard at being right,
or falls into the victim pit of being wrong,
and by willingly surrendering this
over and over,
by and by
the door of the palace of wisdom and love
will swing open and you will be invited in
this is the wonder that awaits you
should you put down your weapons
of righteousness

but a word of caution…
it is not easy
and something within you will have to die
and that part will scream and tirade and whine
still you must allow it to go

only he, or she, who is empty and unarmed
may enter the palace.

bask in the heat and the fiery glow

you can try and live without love
in the same way you can turn away from a fire
but both actions will leave you
in the cold
and in the dark

or you can turn towards love
and bask in the heat and the fiery glow
of course you may get burned sometimes
but that’s just love
using anything unlike itself
as fuel

stillness and movement

this morning i looked out
and saw a wondrous sight
this vast empty fullness met me
an ocean stretched out in blue perfection
seemed to kiss the sky as it came down to greet it.
the pacific!
and as i watched it roll and shimmer and crash upon the shore
it seemed so still yet so fluid
such stillness and movement
and i wondered why it is so hard for us
to be like this
today the ocean is my master.

I am in Muir Beach, California.

enjoying the unformed realm

this poetry is an elusive trickster
when i want it to be there
it disappears

it does not respond
to command

but instead
seems to live it’s own life
freely unconcerned
with what i want

any sign of wanting
on my part
and it’s off
hiding in the ether
enjoying the unformed realm

so what can i do?
i have no plan
not building a career
or a platform
not trying to be anything
or get anywhere


i simply have to allow the waves
to rise and fall
guided as they are
by some unseen hand
some mysterious intelligence

the same intelligence that runs the whole show.

Persistent and Convincing Show

You catch a glimpse
Of something different
In the midst of the regularity
It strikes you
And leaves an impression
It’s as if, for at least a moment,
The world you see, hear and feel,
Has vanished
You may call it love
Or truth
A vision or
A momentary flash of illumination
But there it is, shockingly real
You see the whole world
With different eyes
New eyes
Fresh eyes
Awake eyes

And then it’s gone
And you return
To this persistent and convincing show

Was it real?
Or just a dream?

Some pursue this vision
For the rest of their lives
And some turn their backs and return to the ordinary world
And stay there forever
If you pursue it long enough
Eventually the old world vanishes
And becomes the dream it really is.

The Little Man

Oh Life!
As each day passes
I slip into ever more love
Of all things,
Beyond what I choose or don’t choose.
I see the whole show
The entire embrace
And the majesty
Of the tapestry you weave

Each day I say less and less
And each day this weary heart
Fractures and opens
A little more
And the ocean of eternal Love
Pours in
And drowns the little man
Clinging hopelessly to his raft

I cannot truly speak it as it is
And some days 
I long to lie down
In your pastures and go to sleep
As the sun kisses my face with it’s beautiful warmth


earthquake poetry

last night as i travelled to some distant dimension
bodiless and free of all measurable constraints
i was yanked violently back to this dense place
by some almighty shudder and groan

‘WAKE UP!’ it demanded

and thus i awoke
confused and alarmed
mind scrabbling to comprehend
anxious for my beloved
fearful for my precious life

the dog next door howled and barked
at this unknown mystery
that visits when it wants
without any introduction

and then it fell silent
as if nothing had happened

nature returns effortlessly to calmness
not so the anxious mind
terrified of death and pain and loss

but slowly slowly mind calmed
heart slowed
and i returned to that other place
bodiless and free of all measurable constraints

in the morning it all seemed like a dream.

SAN FRANCISCO — A magnitude 4.4 earthquake centered on the Hayward faultnear the UC-Berkeley campus jolted the Bay Area awake early Thursday, according to the U.S. Geological Survey. CBS San Francisco reports the quake struck at 2:39 a.m. and was felt throughout the East Bay, North Bay and San Francisco. While many were jolted out of their beds, there was no preliminary reports of damage.