Ruminating On Rumi

As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears.

~ M. Rumi

Monday, March 18, 2013

Now For Something Completely Different


Still sitting still
In Cobble Hill
At a ranch
On a sundeck
In my heart
I am that,
Sun caressing cheeks
I am that,
Wind ruffling hair 
Each fresh breath 
Full & deep
Spacious presence, this moment
I am that,
Fluttering song of wings overhead
I am that,
Occasional croak of spring’s courting
I am that,
Equine snorts and conversation 
I am that,
The roar of humans in flight 
I am that,
Body still; mind quiet; spirit soars
I am