Fall Equinox 2011

I am...
this empty gourd...


Vessel of nights growing longer
as I hold the pinpoint of sun
close to my heart
where I yearn
this time of falling
for your sweet touch
and kiss
and the way your heart
beat beneath my hand
and close to my own heart...


Where I hear
you walk up the stairs
to greet me
in this evening that grows ever darker...
So I can walk
this path of balance
into the day
that will lengthen
even as it shortens
in this moment as
I pause,
and walk on deeper
 into this falling day of life...


Thank you Chaela
for reminding me to walk the zen path...

Pictures of my offering for the 2011 Calabash
and marking this week
of Milton's leaving.

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