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I was married once. No minister was present, just one beam of light.

Eve is God who chose Evil so we could know Good.  Is that redemption?

Study your softness. Behold the spinning seasons’ psychic momentum.

No one’s anywhere. She’s hang gliding Quien Sabe. The birds are laughing.

The Golden Hour. Miraculous in-between. Love lost and Love gained.

The Penny Farthing on the Farm Dinner Table as celebration.

In my dissolving I fell in your exquisite waters of knowing.

I drop seeds of love in shaded soil and rocks. Still a foreigner.

Find yourself a seat so comfortable and joyous you would never leave.

How do I approach the River of Life running at its own pace, knowing?

You have all you need for awakening into the presence of life.

Amazed One brightens before a faint moon rising into the darkness.

My eyes drink from this Albizia Julibrissin along Wealthy Street.

When there's heaviness look at the horizon line and see it shining.

Fall in line wildly and realize you are the One color of Only.

Unreal tomorrow is eclipsed by this mountain's cricket symphony.

Continue the tale of yesterday's wild flowers. They grow from your feet.