Intrinsic Heart

Excerpt from “Elixir” by George Herbert A man that looks on glass,          On it may stay his eye; Or if he pleaseth, through it pass,          And then the heav'n espy.   “Snow” by Louis MacNeice The room was suddenly rich...

Poem what time is it? it is by every star a different time, and each most falsely true; or so subhuman superminds declare — not all their times encompass me and you: when we are never, but forever now (hosts...

BLESSING THE BODY This blessing takes one look at you and all it can say is holy. Holy hands. Holy face. Holy feet. Holy everything in between. Holy even in pain. Holy even when weary. In brokenness, holy. In shame,...

On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble, may the clay dance to balance you. And when your eyes freeze behind the grey window and the ghost of loss gets into you, may a flock...

REUNION This is how it is: one part of you journeys forth while the other stays at home to wait and keep things going. And the years pass with you (the waiter) going about your business while you wonder how...

Just This! Just This! First days of spring - the sky is bright blue, the sun huge and warm. Everything's turning green. Carrying my monk's bowl, I walk to the village to beg for my daily meal. The children spot...