Beyond the world of discovery that music has been for me, there was always the bigger world, the universe of questions about what we’re a part of, how it works, and how to best fit into the larger whole.
My love of words, a fascination with scientific, philosophical, and spiritual inquiry, and a quiet determination to learn how to be a better human (and a happier man) have led me on a path of shaping my experience, breath by breath, into poems.
Here are some of them.
June 1, 2014
Loss;
opening.
What we want fills us;
what we don’t have
leaves emptiness.
The pain of nothing,
a blank slate;
and yet,
the possibility
of everything.
June 1, 2014
Empty inside,
An ache fills me.
In a new moment,
I am empty again,
And the world fills me.
June 1, 2014
All my life,
I’ve been avoiding a great truth,
and pursuing a fantasy.
That truth is that I am
(like every human being)
completely and irrevocably alone.
The fantasy was that I could find someone
to complete the incomplete “me”
that I thought I was.
Now, I am learning that that “me” is itself a fantasy,
and that the “I am that I am”
always was and already is complete.
I feel free of a great burden.
There is nothing and no one I need to add to my life to be fulfilled.
Everything that comes my way is gift.
May 16, 2014
Turn off your phone,
Relax and float downstream,
It is not dying,
It is not dying.
April 29, 2014
When you lose somebody, look inside
for what first connected you to them;
it is still inside you, and always was,
or you would not have recognized it.
The true gift of love and friendship
is the mirror that it holds
to the beauty and perfection
that you already are.
April 24, 2014
In every moment,
We move in two worlds:
The world around us,
And the world inside.
To see and feel them
Both, at once,
Is to be fully alive,
And fully human.
April 15, 2014
Bare branches
stand against the sky,
fuzzy with becoming.
In every ending
there is a seed
of beginning.