Poetry of Practice-

First child- This Sun does not set with the turning of Earth- You closed you eyes i held your feet and Love filled every space- Source is Constant, no day and night, no here or there- no before and after. This center, motion does not touch. i saw you carried away... Peace remained- Love unfurled.. a ship that sails beyond night and day- Always NOW. The window left open- brief your laughter brief your tears- i saw you fully when you closed your eyes- Silence was ALL ...... When you were only four you looked through yourself and knew you could not last- At twenty-nine you became a Star-the Ocean- Sky... You closed your eyes, i held your feet-- Love fills every space so Complete motion waits at the door- 11-25-11