We live in several overlapping worlds, and to believe that one is more real than the others is to miss the whole point of existence. They are all equally real, but some deserve higher priority than others. The one that deserves the highest priority is the one based solely on love.
I hope, for you, the singing of the insects is a shimmery, summery sound I hope the water that trickles across the slippery rocks brings you something that can pass for peace I hope the light that filters through the endless rows of branches, casts its longest shadows on the grass that almost tickles yourContinue reading “A Shimmery, Summery Sound”
History is the process of the past negotiating its terms of surrender to the future. Although the past cannot defeat the future, it will do, and is currently doing, all it can, to break as many hearts as possible in the present. Cruelty seems to be the guiding principle of those in power, in theContinue reading “The Presence of the Past”
When I say I never knew your name, I am not talking about the one your parents gave you. I am talking about the one you gave yourself. You know the one I mean, the one that bubbled to the surface of your life on a hot summer night, like this one, when you wereContinue reading “I Never Knew Your Name”
The thing in me that your long look kindled, that grew and blossomed under the soft light of an all-forgiving sun will not wither will not die but also will not grow again The thing in me that made me feel like something new has turned around to look at me from the other sideContinue reading “The Thing in Me”