up ahead, light washes into the cave, and I stagger out.
Buck Vigilant [Haiku]
DAILY PHOTO: Van Gogh-esque Murals at Airlines, Bangalore


Cloud Break [Haiku]
City Market [Haiku]
DAILY PHOTO: Field of Black Eyed Susans
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Five Wise Lines from The Book of Thel by William Blake
Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod? / Or Love in a golden bowl?
from Thel’s Motto
I am a watery weed, / And I am very small and love to dwell in lowly vales: / So weak the gilded butterfly scarce perches on my head. / Yet I am visited from heaven and he that smiles on all / Walks in the valley.
from Part I
Then if thou art the food of worms, O virgin of the skies, / How great thy use, how great thy blessing
from Part II
every thing that lives. / Lives not alone nor for itself
from Part II
Why cannot the Ear be closed to its own destruction? / Or the glistening Eye to the poison of a smile!
from Part IV
PROMPT: Well-Being
Diet: high fiber / low junk
Movement: frequent and varied (includes: yoga, calisthenics, running, swimming, and functional movement)
Mental: breathwork, yogic dispassionate witnessing, and gratitude awareness
Rest: Build in regular and redundant rest throughout the living process
Flat Fog [Free Verse]
Stationed in East Anglia,
I remember layered fog,
fog so thick one couldn't
see past the hood's end,
but, given a slight rise,
one could see all the way
down the runway -- as if
it was a cloudless full moon eve.
As one might expect of an airbase,
(having been built around a flat runway)
there wasn't much topography.
But sometimes life is like that:
a tiny rise in perspective
allows one to see the world clearly,
but a minor dip puts one in a
soup of unfathomability.
State Change [Haiku]

water smashes shore,
rising as foam then raining
back down as liquid.







