Please Call Me by My True Names Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow even today I am still arriving. Look deeply: every second I am arrivingto be a bud on a Spring branch,to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings,learning to sing in my new nest,to be a caterpillar...
An Old Musician How Should Those who know of God Meet and Part? The way An old musician Greets his beloved Instrument And will take special care, As a great artist always does, To enhance the final note Of each Performance. “The Gift” – versions of...
For a New Beginning In out-of-the-way places of the heart,Where your thoughts never think to wander,This beginning has been quietly forming,Waiting until you were ready to emerge. For a long time it has watched your desire,Feeling the emptiness growing inside...
For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid There is a country to cross you willfind in the corner of your eye, inthe quick slip of your foot–air fardown, a snap that might have caught.And maybe for you, for me, a high, passingvoice that finds its way by beingafraid....
Self Portrait It doesn’t interest me if there is one GodOr many gods.I want to know if you belong — or feel abandoned;If you know despairOr can see it in others.I want to knowIf you are prepared to live in the worldWith its harsh need to change you;If you...
Lost Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around...