Tag Archives: spirituality

The Right Place

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you just know

when you are in

the right place

your soul stretches

out and flies you follow

it somehow with words

and without

This poem is at page 51 of the bilingual poetry book California Notebooks 02

The Sea From Afar

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what I miss
is the time moving
slowly creating a still
silence inside

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watching the clouds
surf slowly and the grass
grow tall when the rain
is done

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walking uphill
seeing the sea from
afar holding its smell
on my skin

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my time immersed
in beauty my time
my days my habits
I hold nothing

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This poem is from the collection California Notebooks 01 available on Amazon if you are interested in purchasing your own copy for your own library shelves.

New Church

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this is

my new church

the desert plane

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where the spirit lives

I shall come and

preach to all

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the desert gold

bushes sitting quietly

preach the deepest

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silence on which

they already thrive

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This poem is part of the poetry collection California Notebooks 02. If you wish to order a copy please click here.

Poetry

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poetry is
the description
of a transition

the details

of a voyage
into new unknown
lands laying

beside us all along

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Poem from the second volume of the book California Notebooks. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, for the holidays with a discounted copy click here.

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A Different Point Of View

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I may indulge

in upside down

visions a different

point of

view

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giving you pictures

of reflections

shadows clouds

and waters

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all fleeting

all temporarily

true

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You can view me, reading this poem for you, here.

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Seasons

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I end up at times

visiting old friends

dinners stretching

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over time feeding

our souls

the privilege

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of recalling

the spirit’s

visitations

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our hearts

a candle burning

quietly

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steadily shaking

in the evening

breeze leaves

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we are made to fall

and to die

full of colors

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when it’s season

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. This poem comes from that collection.

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Everlasting

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life as a bird

an egg in a nest

in unexpected

 

places hidden

cared for and guarded

with parental

 

love cracking to

the first light revelation

being fed and

 

taught to sing

before I could fly out

into everlasting

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