In the absence of thought
where in the dreams
lie hidden enlightenment
Growing wonder...
The wind in my hair
seeking to become my breath
Swimming in my heart,
my mind and spirit
Hearing my every prayer
inside unformed words
This drumming in my chest
like a thousand dancing feet
across silent sands of time
Dying alone for me…
Absolution within a formed thought
Resting in the palm
of the Ancient of Days
Swimming across the skies
on the wings of an eagle
Not yet seen, but felt
Each one dancing
to their own tempo
While every breath
brings us
one breath closer to death
Passions and Tantrums