the prevailing heart winds of healing

where is the edge of the middle way?

the potential of a primal calling…..

dreaming of flying the wild flight of our real life

the joy of sweet nothings….

the radiance of our ecstatic life

crossing the threshold of aloneness…..together

consider the opening of a closed fist….soul flight

the inchoate meaning of our meager prayers….

the beauty & the terror of living in the light

the joy of our old bones & the twinkle of fierce grace….

our perception of catching rainbows

truth is tucked away in the heart of the deep heart

can we be fully inhabited, embodied & orbiting in our dualism?

the bottomless cup of sweet knowing…..