We were gossamer daydreams
Floating lightly on our pillowed backs
Faces to the illumination above
Never looking down
Gossamer Daydreams
nature
Drown in Devotion
All else would drown in my flooding devotion
But not here
So broad and vast are these hills
That I can freely open the dams of my heart
A Woodland Teaching
Call me into the hollow
Where I will find my teacher
Walking the path I follow
I come to find this creature
Patience
Release my hand from the bud
To let the petals open
Breathing through
The patience of blossoming
Swim
Let me rise up in the still of night,
Come out beneath the expansive sky,
Sink under the clear water,
Down to Ground
I want to know you
Yearn to unveil your mystery
How low can I bow
