Category: Poetry

Great blue heron at the pond of the Tuileries gardens: incongruous presence of this animal among the splendors of the past

The unexpected is where i want to go—opening, surprise. To take myself, and the reader, somewhere—into an experience. Experience is what it’s about: aliveness. Aliveness is what i seek, and that’s where the beauty is–sometimes a difficult joy, a hard gratitude.

We celebrate as one by one we claim our own self realisation. Out of this flows the world’s revelation and a new intuitive poetry emerges as the voice of the Mother who weeps for our return to the ancient worship of Beauty and Delight.

A beautiful element always uplifts and persists even in the most depressing subjects. It’s always an affirmation of life, regardless of what happens to the vessel that carried and brought it forth.

It is both intangible and ephemeral, but more importantly it is defining because beauty is what we strive for and what drives us to continue to be more than what we already are.