Hidden

Staying within the corners of my dreams,
Afraid to break free and explore the edges.
Light’s glorious textures outside my bounds,
Unable to reach for starlight beyond my gaze.

Morning meditation on Twitter

Laying in bed
Warmth pervading
Safe and comfortable
Cold lightly touching skin
Adrift in this sea of
Knowledge. All things
Available immediately.
This 21st century 

Growing beyond surviving

Anyone who seeks to turn
Trauma and horrors’ emotional energy
Towards compassion and kindness
Embraces the deepest wisdom.

Our culture has a dearth of love.
I applaud all those who
Long to grow that seed.

The need is great.