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To Bright Eyes, To Texas
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

To Bright Eyes, To Texas

Recognize the true blue, not water and wine,
the limitless ocean, the refuge within you. Continue reading To Bright Eyes, To Texas

rise in gray skies
Primitive Wisdom Poetry

rise in gray skies

Just sitting,
I see so much — I don’t see. Continue reading rise in gray skies

the quiet field
Primitive Love Poems

the quiet field

Meet me in the quiet place Continue reading the quiet field

the wait of spring
Primitive Love Poems

the wait of spring

to brave spring Continue reading the wait of spring

the unstained
Everyday Zen

the unstained

death is silent Continue reading the unstained

the smallest perturbation
Everyday Zen, Primitive Wisdom Poetry

the smallest perturbation

show me how to hear Continue reading the smallest perturbation

ballare
Everyday Zen, Wilderness Poetry

ballare

just this, dark and light Continue reading ballare

Universal youth
Everyday Zen, Wilderness Poetry

Universal youth

observe this universe universing Continue reading Universal youth

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