POEMS
Dancing at the Still Point | by Marion Woodman
Dancing at the Still Point What do we dowhen everything rational says,Let go!and everything emotional says,I cannot!We can swing back and...
Since We’ve Seen Each Other | by Rumi
Since We've Seen Each Other Since we've seen each other, a game goes on.Secretly, I move and you respond.You're winning, you think it's funny. But...
Birdwings | by Rumi
Birdwings Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working. Expecting the worst, you look, and instead, here's the...
Wild Geese | by Mary Oliver
Wild Geese You do not have to be good.You do not have to walk on your kneesfor a hundred miles through the desert repenting.You only have to let the...
To You | by Walt Whitman
To You WHOEVER you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams, I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands, Even...
There’s A Hole In The Sidewalk | by Portia Nelson
There's A Hole In The Sidewalk Autobiography in Five Short ChaptersBy Portia Nelson Chapter OneI walk down the street.There is a deep hole in the...