~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!