The Invitation.


There is one thing
I would like to tell you,
that you can’t hear,
and I can’t articulate
until we are feeling
safe among the fruits
of our nature,
at times violated
with every flash of
the eyes,
and our willful
turning away.
Let us turn toward –
look at the
invitation! –

Our Protection.


Everywhere we go,
under every rock,
between each blade of grass,
streaming through the juices
of trees,
there are the beating hearts
of our protection.
It’s in the wind, too,
how it sweeps through us all,
and never discriminates.
It’s in every pathway
that welcomes each
and ever foot that
finds its way there.
May we find that which
loves us,
and that which is Love,
wherever we go.