Final Moments

I hear my name

I see your face

in unusual places.


My words come back to me

exactly as I said them

in different contexts.


I see the world

it sees more of me

then it shows me myself.


It is at once brilliant and excruciatingly exhausting.


The Quest Resumes

recognition of choice
placed by the fates
arrayed in such abundance
splayed across galaxies

time to take up the bag
lift from the ground
head again to the temple
all the body mind

memory pulls at hands
self unbinds haunches
light spills out joy
darkness soothes hungers

up the mountain
down the trail
through the winding ways
guided by hearthome