Category: Meditative Poems
Losing Myself Inside a Japanese Wood Poppy
Stepping inside a Japanese wood poppy
I took leave of myself
As some mad man might veer off the highway to work
Only to find himself fishing
Along the banks of an idyllic stream
Not often enough we surrender ourselves
To that something larger
Contained in even the smallest thing
Like a tiny blade of grass
Or the petal of a spring daffodil
Why quibble over a name, or anything
Standing between you and beauty
‘Tis better to be naked of all words
Even poetry
Than miss a flower’s healing kiss
Daily Mountains We Climb
tall mountains all about me
one, each day i climb
some stand for undying hope
others quiet desperation
each a promise, that
from my soul, i shall not hide
with each step, growing stronger
up tall mountains that i climb
circling some, worn trails upward
others, new paths yet to find
no fixed goal or final destination
steadfastly walking, in silent meditation
for there, with my soul i abide