One foot leaves the ground
then the other. For a split
second, I’m flying!
Storm
Windshield wipers strain
to clear my view but the storm
is on the inside
Musings
Shiva sankalpa suktam
Recently, I have become aware of a burden of thoughts weighing down upon me. Intrusive, endless, unstoppable, uncontrollable, unwanted thoughts. If I desire to sit quietly for five minutes, without fruitless thoughts buzzing constantly in my mind… I can not! Sometimes, I become aware of a new thought arising.. in … Read the rest “Shiva sankalpa suktam”
Running
What’s past is prologue
Whereof what’s past is prologue; what to come,
In yours and my discharge.
-Shakespeare, The Tempest Act 2, scene 1, 245-254
Flower bowl
Let us arrange
these lovely flowers in the bowl
since there’s no rice.
-Basho