Thursday, September 23, 2010

Moon Flower

there is an orange moon
after sunset -

the kind that hangs heavy

in the sky -

low and blossoming

so close

you want to swallow it

Sunday, September 12, 2010

All We Need Is Love

"Because we love, ruby-throated hummingbirds sip from plum flowers and the moon sings its silver fragrance to the swans and volcanoes and fields of wheat. Because we love, wild grapevines coil around the roots of the mountain, and mangoes ripen in the smoke of forest fires. Because we love, everything alive swims in an eternal river that glides through our dreams all night long."
~Rob Brezsny