if the cost of loving

you force to live in poverty.you pull the triggerwhen you give him despairin place of hope…you stand over the bodythat once was home to freedom,and now is nothing morethan an empty roomin the house that faith abandoned!

seeing what’s going on around you…opening your heart, and feeling what’sgoing on around you. we are surroundedby need, and we are the only answer!forget your own hunger, feed your neighbor!forget your lonliness, you are a wavein the sea of humanity. forget your ideasof right and wrong, and do the dirty workof compassion.forget your fear of…

and the fatal blow.the angered action gone astray,by the passionate soul.i am the mortal in immortal,and the man in human…i am the patriot who rebels,the soldier who puts down his gun.the man who burns down the housethe day before the bank forecloses.the worker whose pay they cut,the citizen whose rights they took,the husband and father,…

carefully, so as not to hurt,prayerfully, with old hands…that have loved you for years….stirring fires and creating worldsof passionate fission….that have worked with you,believing against all odds….that have wiped away tears,and held our children gently….on the edge of distress,like so many others….we are an open wound,to be tended with care.we are the scar of love’s…

without concepts,by ears stripped of fear.in sacred nakedness,rhyming,the rhythm of breath…footsteps to stillness,and a silence,that has no identity,that is not owned,that cannot be captured,or held…that just ‘is’!

down on the basementof the old houseon Bethel Rdthat we rented years ago…there was a rabbitthat sometimes hoppedthrough the open basement doorto sit close to me…and listened as i chanted.i almost found it then!years have passed,times of struggle and loss…(i almost lost my way)now i sit here at nightthinking about the precepts,reading poetry, just thinking….or…