Poem: One to Ten

One thing always stands out
Too sharply in the early morning
Three AM and I’m thinking again
For the love that we had back then
Five more minutes of punishment

Poem: World Song

The song of the world sings to me
In sweet whispers and terrible roars
And I listen rising on tides riding on air
The plunging and soaring completes
The experience of being fully present
In nothingness and letting go to be
A single note in the world song