in the peace of the pre-dawn morning,
under the dome of space seeded with stars,
the mind can be quiet and the heart cheerful.
i invite you to know this peace
beyond all understanding
and to learn how to carry it
into the day under the arc of the sun,
into the busyness of humanity.
I hope you enjoy some of these verses. Let me know what you think.
I found the poem above without a title in a stack of note-shards.
I hadn't remembered it at all and have no idea when I wrote it,
although I guess it was relatively recently.
I like it.
roots dig and
air in motion,
agent of prana,
into healthy growth
vessel of experience,
exemplar of practice,
mirror of best self
in the present moment
abode of reality,
in turn returns
trees don’t practice
on their own: