The darkness is darker

in early December**,

like the middle of

the middle of the night;

like the depth of the

penury of the widow

residing in the faith of

the widow’s mite***;

like the Christmas

celebrated down under

amidst the warmth and

the vision and the light;

like the Christ

on the Cross with the eye

beyond the present veil and

with only Good Will in sight.





Some Lapse

The only respite we each have

from the broken community

around us in the day and the light

is the silence and the darkness

of the night. Yes, though

everyone knows this, each

secretly and foolishly forgets it

in the process of avoiding the solitude.

Alternatively, that lapse of consciousness

may inappropriately find itself

extending said brokenness

into the peace of the night

for some other forgetful foolish ones.


Dark Unknown

You can count as the darkness

everything and anything

that makes one alone;

from the senses that

we sometimes worship to

the death that will forever be

the unknown factor, which

in the end will be shown to me

despite all the things which

have been thrown at me

in the light.



Slowly slipping away like

the late August sun or

the light as the evening shades

envelope the skies,

the abandonment to love and

a simple ‘joie de vivre’ give way to

the reality of the sighs and the solitude

that leave the eyes prepared for

the loss of the spark and

the acceptance of the journey

through the dark-ness.

It is never a sudden occurrence.

There is always time given each to improvise.

It is the wonderful experience of coming and going

in a creation that is a forever surprise.


PERSONAL pronouns

I would rather be addicted to a loving YOU

than to an inanimate IT any day.

But sometimes IT is forever, while

all of my YOUS are fading away;

like when I sleep. That seems deep to me;

maybe that IT is the YOU

with whom I should stay and

to which I should pray;

after all, the other ITS and YOUS

are just play time.

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Goody! Goody!

It seems ever more increasingly important for me

to return to the natural rhythm, to the natural blend

where I can say AMEN to every one, to every moment;

THAT ‘it’ seems unconditional;

that experience seems natural and (w)holy;

that moment seems FIAT, a Let-It-Be for me;

no longer hard UP; no longer tempted

by some other moment. No!

THAT moment has become JUST, RIGHT and

okay for me, where alone for me is

just what the doctor ordered to help me

to accept IT in all its complex demands

and realities and FACETS. Yes,

then my journey becomes the DIAMOND that it can be.  

But, how do I create that consciousness

which is TRUE to ALL the fac(e)ts of LIFE, including DEATH?



Because there, in that moment,

in that consciousness, IT truly IS;

there, IT reveals “IT” self to me (to us);

there, is the G-od, where, when we accept

it unconditionally,

we are (w)holy. Yes,

that special IT is free and just and right for all of creation

and YOU and I are a central part. There….

Yes, there…. IT is ‘I AM’ and ‘WHO AM’ (YOU).

IT is YOU and I and YOU are G-od Go-d,

Goody! Goody!

For us all.

But, that IT is not always calm, easy going, smooth etc.

as the wind blows where it will, as the sea and

as the Spirit of life is natural-ly cyclical,

where cold changes to hot

and clear to cloudy

and calm to stormy. Yes,

G-ody Go-dy is only (w)holy when

all of those facets are accepted in fiat

and I am alone with You

moment after moment,

time after time,

cycle after cycle:

cold, caliente,

clear, cloudy,

calm, colicky.

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