Wild Goose
She is untamed chaos Fierce in her protective gaze. An enigma, A paradox, A joyful mystic, A volatile conductress. Surrender to the wild Goose Melt into her terrible embrace. She…
The Room of My Soul
In the room of my soul, there are arched windows. Made of stone, they crumble a bit. But the windows frame the ever changing landscape. I keep an eye on…
Forever East and Forever West
It was all an illusionThe darknessThe vertigo of it allLike those paintingswith the black swirling lines.I was, in fact planted deep in the soilMy face upturned to a gentle sun.The…
The Illusion of Independence- a Meditation about Love
We are like colours that collide and form an artwork. We are like jewels that recognise the stardust in one another. We see the face of God mirrored back to…
Water Baptism- a dream reflection
I want to share with you a dream I had, as the imagery was so powerful, it has given me much to reflect on. I’ve called the dream (and the…