who are we

tell us, who are we . . .
heaven vibes and earth currents
flow through fading souls

mythical we

floats on the surface
and dives deep as the ocean . . .
our mythical we

empty

take all the wrong things
put them into a basket . . .
look inside – empty

out of proportion

out of proportion
my greatest adversary . . .
fear clutching the soul

breathing the world

breathe in with intent
using the lungs of the world . . .
exhale everything

wah-a Watusi

morning reverie
and as above, so below . . .
wah-a Watusi

the ocean returns

temple bells at dusk
their ringing flows like water …
the ocean returns