Angel Wind


I call to you

Blow away storms

That rise at times

Inside me

Blow them away


Dark clouds

Dark    dark

Surround my heart’s


They drift upwards

Fill my mind

Down again

To cover my organs

Invade my body’s


Push Spirit’s Light

Away     away

While I live unaware

The calamities

Storm tossed emotions



Something unknown then


A voice speaks to me

I hear without ears

That hear

Feel it like the warmth

Of a blanket wrapped around



It says

“Ask and it shall be given”

I ask


And the Angel Wind


Blows the storms

That rise inside me

Out to sea

Blows them into the ether

Vanishing like the morning


Away    away

To understand


In naked clarity

The Angel Wind

Is me

*photo credit




Listening In & Missing You



Listening In


Where I am now

There is soft chirping

From small birds


Out my open window

I listen to them

Hear their conversations

Like the ebb and flow

Of human voices

Around a dinner table

It feels somewhat like

I am eavesdropping

On their privacy

But I do not understand

Their language

Have no idea

What is being discussed

So what can it matter

Anyway                              –2013


Missing You

It is in another time

Another place

I hear mocking birds


As they claim their territories

In the mating months

Of February and March

Our Southern California spring


Each bird owns their own


Of rhythm     trills     melodies

Culled from the sounds

Of other birds

Their songs resonating like bells

From hillsides around my house



I remember wonderment

Remember my joy

To hear a mocking bird


In the silence of midnight

Moon music     I call it

A lullaby into sleep                         –2013-2014


*photo image found on Pinterest

My Untethered Horse

I want to tell you
A dream I had
In the darkest part
Of night
A dream so vivid
I have to believe
It was no dream
But real
I am riding on the back
Of an untethered horse
I too     untethered
No saddle     no stirrups
No reins
Come between us
As my hands hold to her mane
My knees pressed against
The shine of the hair
On her sides
Oh     I would ride free
I call to the wind
On the back of this
Untethered horse
My soul     my spirit
As free as she
Galloping on the sunlit shore
With an endless sea
Behind her
Then Beloveds
I wake filled with joy
Feel my spirit speak
Hear words
From my soul
Telling me
The untethered horse
Is my horse
She is God’s love
For me
My freedom
I can ride untethered
Free forever
All I must do
Is let go
Drain pools of negativity
Collected through years
Of judgmental thoughts
Judgmental words spoken aloud
Deep pain from shame
From guilt
For things that were done
Not done
Neglected     forgotten
By me
Let them pass
Through my consciousness
Like water through a sieve
Let go     let them go
Unto God

–Inspired by the book, The Untethered Soul, by Michael Singer