~thomas~

there is a moment when our pulpy delight is suspended at the peak between

willful intention

and

surrender to gravity’s grace,

no longer rising, not yet falling.

in that perfect moment of absolute stillness we may gaze into each others eyes

as dear friends,

recognizing the quiet poise of our fully lifted nature.

linger(ing) in the intoxicating juiciness of your nested peaks.

mmmmmm.

~helen~

When I see people

I smile

I AM so beautiful

When I see Nature

I smile

I AM so beautiful

When I see garbage sites

I smile

I AM so beautiful

(one summer noon, us street kids, put on a ‘theather’ for our mom’s on garbage ash/ground site, (when it got cleared away), and everybody smiled

When I’m sad

I try to remember

I AM

beautiful

When it is raining

My eyes are wet

I AM

rain

recognizing the quiet poise of our fully lifted nature.

WE ARE so beautiful

p.s. i only did a little bit of cut and pasting!