Poetry & More

From a season of sparrows grateful for seed, from a morning when watching their feeding is all the prayer I...

We’ve all heard the question, “Is the glass half empty or half full?”  And the statement that generally goes along...

Each of us inevitable, Each of us limitless -- Each of us with his or her right upon the earth,...

Looking at a small cup in the sink, its proportions are just right.  The pencil holder on the desk, with...

  Only when I am quiet for a long time and do not speak do the objects of my life...

There is an inner music going on.  Inside, beneath the waves.  Go inside.  Beneath the thoughts, the sensations, the sounds...

When you see water in a stream you say:  Oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the...

I wrote this poem at Lunar New Year, and now it’s being posted at the start of Nowruz, Persian New...

It’s been over a year now since I had my mystical experience sitting among the old folks in Wyatt’s Cafeteria...

Bow Down in Silence Bow down in silence to the earth, to the trees, to the moon, to the sun....