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A poem:

"Me Reflecting You, Reflecting Me"

I do not know anything

that you do not already know

If anything

I might be a till

tilling the fertile soil of your soul

A mirror

cleared of the hazy cloud

of myths and stories

of our time

the ones that do not serve

our highest selves

I do not care what you look like

on the outside

because I see who you ARE

on the inside

That which lives long after

your skin decays

off your bones

and your bones

turn to dust

I see you as legacy

As a story

whose chapters

are crafted

by the artistry of time

dancing with who you are

moment to moment

I see who you are

A profound opportunity

A gorgeous gift

A manifestation of magic

I know who you are

and

I do not know anything

that you do not already know

-August 2006




Another poem:

"What Would Jesus Do?"

Hello world.

Can you come out and play

Today?

Gunshots explode.

Bombs bursting in air,

Give truth in the night

That our ignorance and fear

Are still there.

How many must die?

How many tears must we cry?

How long before

We accept no more

Of things this way?

God Bless America!

As if God created America,

and Satan created everything else?

I grew up reading the Bible,

And I do not remember

It saying,

"In the beginning

God created America."


A final poem:

"Creation"

-written after a vision quest-

You are a part of me,

and I am a part of you.

When one reaches out to another,

then one transforms to two.

But two is never separate

from the one it was before.

If anything two is the possibility

of one becoming more.

And if there were no counting,

no numbers to create a wall,

if we looked in the face of one,

we would see the face of all.

-September 7, 2002