let the dream liberate you

Let the dream liberate you from day’s life

Walk through through the unseen world with spirit eyes

Eat spirit food and drink spirit water

Your imagination bleeds into the physical world

Creates a new reality every day

Every metaphor has DNA – signs from the Holy One

Don’t abandon your reason but let it be woven together with this inexplicable clairvoyance

Climb the tree of knowledge

Sit in its branches and gorge yourself on fruit

Yes, even this was the plan of the Planner

That we should fall from Grace

That we might best see the greatness of the Greatest

The One without question gave us doubt

What a gift!

Grapple with the complexity

You came to surrender to the search

Get drunk on fear thinking of how one day you suddenly die

And that ecstatic moment of transition will drink you in

The cosmic nothing will claim you once again


Held (a poem in 3 voices)

I was never more afraid

Than when you held me in your arms

But the war came too soon

All in a rage

We were against ourselves

Can you stay for a bit?

Not eternity

I promise to let you go

short thought

Ice in summer glasses

Small talk by the pool

Drenched in togetherness

Some people dream of diamond rings

We got four days to live

But won’t ever know it

Instructions for Healing

Rise before dawn and drain

Watch for a hollow spot to form in the middle

The wound needs time to dry out

Notice the seepage

Toxic holdings release into the open space

Lightly rinse and squeeze 5 times a day or more

At sunset repack and cover

Keep squeezing throughout the night

Let it rest a little

Repeat for 29 to 30 days

For healing

I must utter what comes to my lips

A translation of the meaning of a poem by the Sufi poet Khutar Sighn Duggal (by Poetreearborist)

I must utter what comes to my lips.

Speaking the truth creates chaos.
Telling a lie saves one scarce.
I am afraid of both these.
Afraid I am both here and there.

I must utter what comes to my lips.

The one who has this secret known
Looks honestly into self
And lives in the shrine of peace
Where there are no ups and downs

I must utter what comes to my lips.

It is indeed a slippery place
I take precautions in the dark
Go inside and see for yourself
Why this wild search afar?

I must utter what comes to my lips.

It is a matter of integrity
A law to which I conform
It’s Allah in every soul you see
If God is in me why not in you?

I must utter what comes to my lips.

My beloved master is not far from me
Without whom there none could be
That explains the suffering and pain
But mine is not the eye to see
I must say what comes to my lips.


Save Our Shepherd

the universe contains a terror

we brought you, physical,

into this world

and now pray

to the Ruler of Creation

to let you stay

for more than just one beautiful year

we shudder on the hospital floor

suddenly, we find

ourselves fallen

in the bright darkness, we ask That Beyond Body

to heal and preserve

to keep your temple intact

and we speak to you,


stay close to mommy and daddy

do not go

where you cannot hear our voices

we so cherish you,

little one

for all the years we waited to hold you,

let us have many years in return

in earnest,

our pleading shakes the heavens

flesh of our flesh, keep

love’s power magic prevail

Oh Healer, Oh Preserver, Oh Restorer of Life

Save our Shepherd