2020 Valentine

She’s my share-liver,

sometimes caregiver,

always has my back,

with skills I sometimes lack,

still gives me a whirls,

my cosmo-loving girl,

that cute redhead of mine,

my funny Valentine.

Quiet Time

Still the body,

silence the mind,

wait to see 

what the soul might find.

Slip through the cracks

of the outer world,

experience ease 

with peace unfurled.

Available always,

this holy lull,

becoming who 

we’re meant to be,

divinely full.

Formless

Waking early,

staring into the darkness,

I find myself,

thinking about a circle,

one without a center,

one without a circumference,

one completely with me.

Not seeing what’s next,

but eager to trade

history for mystery,

bringing light

to the darkness.