May the touch of your skin Register the beauty Of the otherness That surrounds you.
May your listening be attuned To the deeper silence Where sound is honed To bring distance home.
May the fragrance Of a breathing meadow Refresh your heart And remind you you are A child of the earth.
And when you partake Of food and drink, May your taste quicken To the gift and sweetness That flows from the earth.
May your inner eye See through the surfaces And glean the real presence Of everything that meets you.
May your soul beautify The desire of your eyes That you might glimpse The infinity that hides In the simple sights That seem worn To your usual eyes.
to fashion universes out of emptiness
What a kindness she showers upon me, not letting me skip any steps, or leave not even one stone unturned.
Your life is your life, don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
A Sign of Our Times or How the Black Madonna Is Shaking Us Up for the Twenty-First Century
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
“Some of his poems are as if he’s consoling God for what’s happened to his creation”
Sea Stars is the musical collaboration of Kurt Baumann and Katie Gray.
All will come again into its strength: the fields undivided, the waters undammed,
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