Posts Tagged ‘solace’



I try to see myself

the way I see the trees

far off beyond the field—

something not at all singular

but a tiny part of a whole

that extends beyond sight,

beyond knowing.


It is a long time

before my thoughts

are airy as the silences

between their dark trunks,

quiet as the leaves

that are not yet there.






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In the field
the ache of brokenness
is less.
Everything here
is broken.
Ground. Stems.
I could bear
almost anything
I think
if I sit here long enough
in tall dry grass
with the sun
slung low
and still warm
the wind
stirring the air
and carrying
my thoughts
some other where
till all that is left
is sky mind
and sky
a field
a winging shadow
passing through
my shadow.

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