Photo by Ricardo IV Tamayo on Unsplash I've always said ... Ostriches bury their heads in the sand, thinking they are safe, and forget that their butts are left sticking way up in the air, just waiting

Photo by J A N U P R A S A D on Unsplash The dying shades of day Linger awhile Along horizon's edge. The last-departing ray Melts slowly into guile --- Yesterday's lost pledge.

Photo by Teddy Kelley on Unsplash Friends of love's ardor, Hate's sworn enemies: With knowledge we barter For conscience's appease. Our life is replete With a wondrous defeat Of enigmas, so intricate,

Photo by Chris Abney on Unsplash Amid cold steel And concrete do I stand, And see upon my land The wondrous seal Of Man's ingenious mind. And as I look, I find A sun that tries to set In city's post and

Photo by Taylor Leopold on Unsplash Look up at a starry sky some night, and discover how important it is to be worthy of yourself.

Photo by Larisa Birta on Unsplash Here, suspended in eternity, And lost In isolation of taproot beliefs. And left, my self, alone To discover whether Value must lie within one, An absolute good, Condemning

Photo by Tom Gainor on Unsplash I scramble to avoid The detritus of past mistakes And sometimes I am buoyed By successful dodging of their aches. How does one learn to thrive In this land of legal but

Photo by frank mckenna on Unsplash The Magic of Gratitude Years ago, something unexpected happened in my life that gifted me with gratitude and thankfulness, as I have rarely experienced. One of my Reiki

Photo by Sharon Co Images on Unsplash I rise before the dawn to experience the birth of a new day. And as I wait, and watch, a subtle breath of energy announces the coming magic. It becomes a whisper,

Maulana on Unsplash Your words are brave But the thickness of your voice reveals your pain. I hear your unsaid wish. For I, too, seek reprieve From the tyranny of unkind thoughts. I feel the leading edge

Photo by Niilo Isotalo on Unsplash My days are spent in bouts of Living in limbo, The search for meaning, love, And the need to know. What am I doing here? What is my task? What is it I most fear? Why

Photo by Mathew Waters on Unsplash The silence of that first-born day Was broken by the endless roar Of waves that writhed and thrashed and bore Upon the stretch of land that lay Across that world of spume

Photo by Dewang Gupta on Unsplash Twilight --- When dark and light are one And search for life Each in the other. How trivial the might Of such a compromise Appears: Its moment is too short Before the

Photo by Johny Goerend on Unsplash There is that within me Which must find repose In a world which daily life disowns. But daily life is mere survival, And I seek full existence. I know within me That

Photo by Inspire Toud on Unsplash Let your thoughts cause a stir Make an effort to blur The lines drawn in the sand. Don't live your life like a dream That only makes sense when asleep. Emotions in hibernation

Photo by Nancy Stapler on Unsplash Loneliness kills The spirit within. An aching that fills, Death's counterfeit twin. Scar tissue masks My sweetness and light. My spirit asks Reprieve from this fight.

Photo by Jingda Chen on Unsplash The Mystic Phantasm Glowing, scintillating, mysterious – it came. It dazzled and confused me. Scattering, showering, radiating flame It ignored my plea: To hold you for

Photo by James Wheeler on Unsplash To gain your own renewal with every passing lapse, You shackle Man in ever-shifting slaveries of frustration, Promising the while to help improve his next attempt – Yet

Photo by Elijah Hiett on Unsplash All of the people, things and activities which comprise our daily lives seem to take varying-sized pieces of ourselves, or at least our peace of mind, as a mortgage against

Photo by Tom & Sini on Unsplash With permission of my friend and exceptional human being, Julian Rose, I am posting this recent piece by him. Some of you may know of his work because of his books,