This Dance

I leaned down
Nearer your
Heart and
Heard singing.

Cosmos

Has it a name?
Bit of
Universe understood,
Not tamed; also
A flower rooted
In flame might slow
Time, measure
Combustion in a
Slow climb, life,
Fill the woods, thrive
Where each arrives and
All must go
Lonely, silent.
But tame? No.

Church And State

[Daughter photo]

Eglise et l'Etat
Sont souvent trompé
Pour chaque autre
Surtout dans
La lumière pauvre
Sous les orages.

History

[Norma photo]

Among gardenias,
Jasmine, sunlit
Histories play out
Hummingbird's
Sure use of
The moment.

La lumière de la vie de flexion

[Norma Photo]
Sanest lorsque nous doutons
Tout est tout ce qu'il ya
Lorsque son conteneur,
Contenant tout,
Cherche la forme
De son conteneur.

Transition

[Norma photo]
Tools sound
Proper clanks
As I put them away.
Suddenly I am myself again.
The world is mine.
Where ever shall
I put it?

Le Monde

[Norma photo]

I spent my afternoon
With grandchildren.
Our faces in soft sunlight
Touch the moment --
A single large moment,
A lot larger than
Religion, nations, and
All lesser interpretations
Of love and history.
We pursue more
Agreeable mystery,
Touch a single moment,
That is the world
And accept no substitutes.