Flashing lights
in my rear view,
But officer,
I want to say,
You should really
be pulling
the musicians over
for making
such good
music.
Flashing lights
in my rear view,
But officer,
I want to say,
You should really
be pulling
the musicians over
for making
such good
music.
Like handmade books on
a bathroom shelf, a home full
of wisdom and love.
Along the
spectrum
of letting go,
we hold
each other up. Not
so unexpected,
as unfathomable,
these passages
and passings,
as breath
gives way
to empty space
that beckons us
to find new ways
of being utterly
alive.
There is only one
truth: we are trying to make
our way toward love.
Draw out
the secret notes
with slow patience
by firelight,
with nothing to do
but sip red wine
and take your time
to coax
the sweetest song
from electric
strings,
where at least
one thousand more
are hidden.
In the shelter of
candlelight, darkness reveals
her invitation.
the point, by erika moss gordon
Deidra Krois, a talented artist and good friend, just launched her beautiful website. She makes gorgeous, inspired pieces using the words of many poets and sages past and present. Check out Wishing Star Pottery at: www.wishingstarpottery.com