a knock on the door,

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…

hearts gone numb, minds struck dumb,the flesh dies, stink and flies.roll down the window, just past tomorrow,trading souls, fighting for control.politicians kiss and tell, on the road to hell,the fire gone cold, nothing left to hold.broken down, running on empty.packs of wolves roam the cities.children’s bodies down in the alleys,nowhere to run, day is done!nowhere…

doesnt offend anyone,you’re probably not saying much! ‘truth cuts like a knife!speak the truth!

rivers weep as if they knew,somehow i think they do.buffalo prayers dry like bones,crows grieve as only they can.the Great Spirit sows deep with destiny,the sacred hoop calls forth souls.night bows in silent awe,waiting for dawn to undress the day.wild horses gallop past kerosene huts,where children speak the forbidden way.a voice returns to silence,leaving the…

the old road warriors,need to pack up and go…go where we have to go,do what we have to do,give what we have to give…to bring the change!we have both seen,and felt the wind.have touched the fire,have reached to the sky.we have loved with a passion,they dont even know…the scars we wear,are our own!maybe if we…

that still tastes like you!the sound of thunder,as snowflakes dance to the ground.the wet stain on cardboard legs….ah, yes, and more!the words that only silence knew,barefoot prayers, and clouds of breath.forests lost in shadows,in eyes both timeless and raw.the scent of perfume in the book on the shelf.tis fire that must be touched,must be tasted…