Flaptekst

How to map a soul's journey? Poetry can offer its readers a portal to aspects of their own souls not previously consciously realized. And that's what happens in this richly perceived collection of poems.

This author's soul journey is woven in poetry with the central theme of light and dark. Traveling through the myriad vehicles of relationship: encounters with nature, the seasons, nearby creatures, intimacy with flowers and weeds, and not least of all the loving and harrowing relationships with kindred souls. These poems expose the tender and healing possibility of the inner work of redemption. A wider relationship with the world-at-large is met with deep contemplation and inquiry, all part of the author's vivid exploration.

As an affectionate observer of the living world, the author brings surprising insights and opportunities for wonder, which are threaded throughout in touching and humorous accounts. The reader is also invited to gently and sometimes not so gently enter the often-avoided inner realm, which is again reflected in the outer landscape. This is a voyage that brings us into a mystical viewing through a lens of beauty, sensuality and insight.

Words Between Darkness and Light expands awareness of the soul/spirit presence in the seen and unseen that surrounds us. From the first poem's close encounter with the Beloved to the next Awakening from a dynamic moon, the psyche is evident. Spirit in all its various expressions is present throughout, not infrequently imbued with the Divine Feminine, often hidden from the liturgies and texts of Western Religion. This work provides a window into sacred rigor, particularly in the challenging relationship with one's mind. Meditative clarity opens into the vastness of The Greater Mind, from which we may newly behold the sentience permeating everything, from the small and ordinary to the expanse of the sky.


¿¿Of the Blue

Can our hearts be large enough oceans to hold
the love that comes from the sky?

Can we bear its serenity - flooding us with stillness
in its free embrace?

Can we envision all that has been extinguished, stirred
and newly lit up into luminous blue?

Can we, even if briefly, dwell in this in-between place -
where life dust mingles in its twilight of matter?

Can we imagine its boundless province to forever be in the
background as worlds spin and unravel their stories
again and again?

Can we fathom its azure veil of protection
shielding us from the unendurable face of God?