In Blackwater Woods

Look, the treesare turningtheir own bodiesinto pillarsof light,are giving off the richfragrance of cinnamonand fulfillment,the long tapersof cattailsare bursting and floating away overthe blue shouldersof the ponds,and every pond,no matter what itsname is, isnameless...

How Truth Praises Such Souls

Truth praises those who are such, and she says:O emerald and precious gem,True diamond, queen and empress,You give everything from your fine nobility,Without asking from Love her riches,Except the willing of her divine pleasure.Thus is this right by righteousness,For...

Satsanga

In late afternoonwind and redwoodsget together to talkabout the ocean.They are rememberingmist that arrived before dawn:call it manna,or grace.The trees make a vowto stand all nightso they won’t miss it.

One thing alone I crave / Unum sit mihi totum

One thing alone I cravenamelyAll in everythingThis OneI seekthe only Onedo I desireRooted in Oneis allfrom the Oneflows allThis is the very OneI seekwill haveonly thenbe filledUnless I drinkthis SpringI thirstfor nowhere else sup I to be fulfilledWhat or Who this One...