Tag: practice
-
Of a November Morning
Venus adorns the morning’s crescent, a glowing diamond in this eastern sky, while waves of clouds roll beneath the moon’s waning, this daily joining in, a practiced participation, these lonely dives beneath love’s surface, breaking into rocks of selfishness where gleaming bands of diamonds speak about grace, sparkling mercies rolling beneath our smiles, countless gifts adorning our…
-
Fruits
I crawl into the deep of our humanity cracking open and practice cracking open and being split. I eat the fruit and become the fruit and practice becoming whole over these years of our growing.
