Sunday, August 31, 2014


Happy day today! It's Mahala's birthday and my labor day. I wrote this for my beloved child. 

I first heard you in the fluid darkness, 
a heart beating like a warrior
in the distended chamber
of the unseen world
we both shared.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

reflect & resolve

At times I consider my reflection in the mirror. . . .revealing. . . .enough.

Enough with the worries.
Enough with the wrinkles.  
Enough with the worldly woes.

What is is. 

At times I gaze within and through the looking glass. . . .resolving. . . .enough.