mandala
to the center, the bindu...
radiating to fill the field
of my vision and my self
filling the nooks and cranies...
where light and shadow play,
creating my lifes momentum
knees and focus slightly bent...
leaving this space,
for another nearby
an opening path way...
morphing of form,
movement of intent
columnar palisades...
leading the way,
to knowing by being
energy wheels open...
receptive and giving,
vortices of reciprocity
inscripting and weaving...
energy yarn and stone pictures
changing my story
changes to be held and nourished...
not a memory,
but firm ground to lie on,
and inform the walk through woods...
like gentle moonlight
whispering in my ear
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the river
the current is swift and dark
grasp and swirls
frantically pulling
the losing struggle is firm
caught everywhere with nothing
down under, no breath
belaying the fight, surrender
brings order to the flow
and cherished movement
while still swept away
empowerment begins
floating toward the shore
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baptism
bathing in several spaces,
blending and mingling,
to cleanse old and new
fragranced and balanced,
primal tub of salted fluid,
mingles with my cells essence
a font in the night,
baptism of fluid moonlight,
and shadow
the fluid conforms to my body,
the moonlight envelopes my soul,
the shadow is my true self
old, old eyes.... yet a knew vision,
soaking and opening,
tales told and told.... the story unfolds
Aumdoc 1998
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