hollows show with stars
in sequence all these years
paralyzed only by the possibility
of time... if this world were mine
*
we'd follow the ripples on the path
to where we widen daily treads
into the light, though the trail
turns water as salty as tears
*
the sound of the sea is
so close to the humming om
of planets... of eternity folding--
dissolving all we can ever know...
*
reversing presents and lines in black
days on the calendar and yet brings
the urgent surf of every day
where we learn to love
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Pic: Nu's photo of Amma, Chelli, and me. I love that that there are complimentary wheelchairs at most museums.
Pic: Nu's photo of Amma, Chelli, and me. I love that that there are complimentary wheelchairs at most museums.
5 comments:
What a great photo of the three of you!
Beautiful imagery in that poem!
Nice.
That IS a lovely photo of you both. And you're right about the wheelchair. They've saved my tail more than once when we were in England six years ago.
I love "the urgent surf of every day" and "humming om." What a great photo, and yes, how lovely when museums provide wheelchairs.
Beautiful photo and beautiful poem, Maya! I hope you all are enjoying yourselves!
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