Día de Los Muertos: Mí ofrenda

It has been a while since my father has visited me, yet I feel him as though he is here. He is, differently. I am thinking about one time in particular when my father visited me. I was sitting on the couch watching TV when the front door just to the left of the TV and some feet behind, opened. There was bright light, penetrating. … Continue reading Día de Los Muertos: Mí ofrenda

Time immemorial

I’ve seen the face of gratitude. The mirror does not lie. I’ve turned it toward you. My reflection. You remind me of what I’ve forgotten. You listen to the remembrance of my core when I return again to truth. You are the stone upon which I have carved our meeting: April 5, 1975. I awoke in the wee hours of that morning. A cry let … Continue reading Time immemorial

The Sustenance of God

I looked for you. The miles many until the road curved and the light revealed itself, like a moon full. This is what happens when you enter. You arrive. The journey but a moment in time, though decades have called me. They have named me. And only you know the language hidden between lines before the gray turns black and the white shows. Then you … Continue reading The Sustenance of God

The way has been made

I’ve danced with you because I’ve known no other way. I sit still at your feet where the touch of your garment is made easy. I reach always for you. The light. And the way is made clear. Within. You exist even when I forget my way, when my attention shifts and clarity goes confused. Then you call me. Your voice, an echo that the … Continue reading The way has been made

Humility

How far do I go inside? How deep the waters that cover me. I am lost there in the sinking drown. I’ve swam beyond my ability to swim. I’ve reached shores that have drifted there in the distance/away. I’ve been alone in my aloneness. I’ve visited the inside where the dark of the cave reflected light/your voice heard/thunder rolling skies. The echo of my soul reverberating … Continue reading Humility