There are two poets I know who write with a Shintoesque heart… Interestingly, one of them is a Hindu and the other Taoist – two traditions that draw inspiration from nature and celebrate the cosmic flow of the life force.
Dance
Can you hear in my heart
The beating drums, O Krishna
On my breath your flute?
With bells on my toes I dance.
Wet Moon
Did you see the moon
Fallen in the lake?
I scooped it out with my hands
Frozen, dripping wet.
Then on the black night sky
I hung it out to dry.
The Last Rain
When the rain came back, I was waiting
I knew there would be one last meeting.
AlwayZ
This Way
Alwayz fresh
Each moment
Each day
AlwayZ
Fragments of light
Swirl merge dance unbind release
Our refractions our fears
Our turning prisms
Our kisses our tears
This magnetic full spectrum
Quantum continuum
Being’s eye view
of all
of us
of this
as it is
Our stage brief swirl
Our moment here world
Our vast
nightSky
consciousnessMind
Our warm
nourishing
heartSun
Our blueSkyAwareness
Behind beneath
throughout
Permeating energizing
This Infinite Great Love
This Intrinsic Great Awareness
This Inherent Great View
Just This
This graces
every/each
me/we/you too
Just as I AM
Just as it is
Just THIS
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