Psalm 133

If unity means that we think     the same thing, then unity is a lost coin     in the leaves. But if it means that we share the     selfsame heart, then unity is the clean air     after rain. […]

The Bright Blue Room

I don’t remember the sky without    those man-made clouds – those airplane slug trails      that lead from concentration to dissipated        sky dander. But I remember the water.     Creeks and runoffs slither and coil      in my […]