wrote this to koinu today --

what is, stopping,
never stopped.
gone, extinguished,
as a lamp.

cars tumbling,
down this dustry road.

December 17, 2009

working, looking up i find,
the warm softened light;
nothing moves.

December 22, 2009

Lost, found;
the cool cotton mountain,
my feet wet,
with dew.

~

I sit again, in the silent void;
thinking back, the body welcomed,
without harsh touch.

on a gentle turn, more -

cool the mind comes,
becoming, the ocean moves into
song of delicate ambience.

gliding on white-less sails,
a gradual diversion and resting back;
continuing on the original path.

there is thrillessness in tranquility,
only that which remains,
lingering.

is me.