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zooming

eyes closed
sitting absolutely still
only to realise
that i am zooming
through space

and space
through me

eyes

how strong our eyes
and how bright the fire
that we can see
such distant stars

and what a skilled traveler light must be

how far can we really see?

do i cast my vision out
to see the stars?
or does their light reach me?

and if it is their photons reaching my eyes
then i only see
what touches my eyes
and thus, i see only as far
as the surface of my eyes
and so what i see
is only me
everything is a reflection

the eyes of the ocean
are blue
because she gazes
at the sky

supreme soup

every atom
is a planet
with electron moons
and every quark
a dark star
in the hollow
of your spoon
scooping a scoop
of the supreme
subconscious soup
and good lordy,
you're lookin' hungry
and that soup
tastes so good

down, down
into your wishing well
belly
feeding your singularity
not at all afraid
of judgment day
because you yourself
have been doing no judging
only trudging, through
the sensational mud
on your spirit's quest
soul journey
on fire
and every fire
is a sun

takaka hill

another day has past
and we howl like wolves
finding that infinity is balanced
on either end by zeros

orbiting spheres of iridescent 
ever-changing light
we are reflections of ourselves
in what we do, and mirrored
in our own eyes

the festival begins

and god said let there be music
from the first day until
the last
and may the sun be a
master juggler, juggling
the planets

keep yourself balanced and
your energy in orbit
howl when you need to howl
and your pack will howl with 
you, hear them echo through
the dark forest
as the earth sways to meet you
enter the great illumination

god prays to the stars

fire burning wildly in our hands
embers rising and becoming stars

the village wakes at dawn
with song, and children laughing

great creator
bring warm energy and natural
light

detached from ego
the shortness of time spans the 
length of the mind

and so god, or something else,
made the heavens, and no hell,
and the earth, and all things
within and between, and yes
they were good

luminate

voices echo through the spaces 
between stars
and they believe in the harmonics
of ultraviolet light

the night is quiet
not even the stars are moving
if you make a sound
a tree will fall in the forest

oxygen and energy
there is no city
the lotus meets the locust
and everything comes clearly 
into focus
do you notice?

empty spaces are never empty
and echoes are the origin

return to the cricket's voice

white owl

driving home
jungle darkness
jungle road
an owl
illuminated
 
white owl
returns our gaze 
in perfect silence
for ten lifetimes

white owl
dancing the curious dance
eyes intent
this could just go on
secrets pouring forth

invisible moon
white owl moon face
omen for a hero's journey

magic creature, limbo walker
what is it that you ask?
what is it that you know?

gather ye seeds of courage and change
and sow, sow, sow

koki

wooden flute slides like snake
through the rocks of major and minor
guitar notes float like unknowable
ships cast  about on the ocean

while koki frogs enunciate their name
                                                                 koki

as the old koki saying goes...
koki
      koki
              koki

saying this is all we know
koki
saying this is the way the bamboo grows
koki

saying this is where the mother lives
koki
this is knowing joy in pain

this is the saviour that stands before you
this is the teacher
koki
    koki
       koki

this is the dream beyond the dream
this is the life inside the seed 
koki
            koki
                        koki

raven remembers

now you remind me
long falling dream
that the universe
is who we are

and i must say
part of me never
did leave the ocean
never did leave the womb

my existence entirely whole
and shattered
shreds and scraps of me
becoming this and that
a blue heron
becoming you

i saw you open your mouth
to breathe out a poem
and the wind stole it
away
some blue black raven
heard it on a cottonwood perch
and remembered all the words
in an instant

a familiar story
of the wildness inside you

this poem has no end

short poems
of eternal life

short poems
never end

less

i am noticing a trend
it seems
so many good people say
that the happiest times
in their life
were when they had
the least money

ask, listen

it is undeniably true
as all truths are
that each of us 
is not only within
and a part of
the universe
but that each of us
has within us
the universe

this is scientifically,
poetically,
and inspirationally
true

so,
when your body speaks
or asks
listen

when you body speaks
it is the universe
that you hear

listen

provide what is asked for

and know, too
that you are a universe
inside a great body

and when you ask
when you give thanks
when you pray
she is listening

you are heard

guided
protected
loved


everything

everything
is about to change

everything just changed

...

om
written everywhere

to a friend


you hear a voice
asking you to wake up
reminding you to live

the voice is your true self, your higher self
it is god
you are god
and you are creating your reality
this is true for everyone

 you have great potential
the only thing suppressing that potential is fear
fear is what limits us
we fear not having enough
enough possessions
enough money
we fear not being loved
we fear not loving
we fear not being good enough
we fear not knowing

truth is...
we have enough
we have exactly what we need
always
we are loved
eternally and unconditionally by the creator and all of creation
we are good enough
no one is as good at being you as you are

and the truth is
we know
everything you need to know is within
that is not poetry
that is truth
and truth is poetry
i'm trying to inspire you

its not me talking
its you
i'm telling you what you are trying to tell yourself
stop trying
you dont need to try
just be

send your fears away
take a leap of faith
i'm telling you
listen
you will not regret it
ever

think and speak from your center
from your heart
smile and the world will smile back

i want you to break free
you want you to break free

i know you think the world has gone to hell
but it hasnt
yes, things sometimes look bad
but we are waking up
slowly
but we are
and it is everyone's duty and purpose to wake up

dont dwell on the darkness
dont feed the darkness by sulking in it
feed the light
there are two wolves inside you
a dark one and a light one
they are bound to fight
feed the one you want to win
feed the light wolf
be the light


know this.... you are on the path
you already know what you must do
but you are convincing yourself otherwise
i know you know
you know you know


i know how you feel about not knowing what one thing you want to do
truth is, though, you dont have to decide
you are the one thing you want to do
if you want to travel, travel
i can tell you this
you do not need to make too much money or buy too much 
when you follow
and embody truth
all is provided

all is guided

i know you are searching

that is good
i know what you are seeking
you are seeking truth

truth is inspiration
truth is happiness
is poetry
is joy
is experience

but in the most simple terms, you are seeking truth
universal truth
and you
you are seeking you
your own truth

you want to know what your purpose is
you're purpose is to be you
fully you
take a leap


you have alot to let go of
but it is time to let go

it is time to go

 it is

it is
it is your duty
your purpose
its calling
i can feel it

 start living
your mind may try to doubt
 but your heart knows where to go

everything i just said is the universe and the earth speaking through me
i am a messenger
this is a message from god

go!

wake up

live

it is for the betterment of earth


 

lucky

without poetry
there is nothing

luckily
there is poetry

windows

stars
beyond the window
beyond the stars
a window

go to the light

stars

a roof
over my head
still, i see
the stars

ok

see
it is all ok
a whale

truth

if you want truth
look into a mirror
with a candle
and a black cat

gifts

no gift so small
or so great
that it cannot be shared

............................................ makete ..........................................

............................................ makete ..........................................