by phillipw | Oct 30, 2019 | CH, ST
A Pre-echo from Before the Time When All the Sons of God Shouted for Joy A perfect piece where every chord and note Is played by perfect hands, you are the whole Perfection music always wants the throat To fill, a melody that must unscroll In air inevitably. ...
by phillipw | Oct 20, 2019 | CH, ST
The Landscape of Love “all things to rive the heart are here, and all are vain” ~ Patrick Leigh Fermor, The Broken Road, 147 All things to rive the heart are here, and all Are vain. What trees there were have shed their bark And leaves and blooms. It is the...
by phillipw | Oct 18, 2019 | CH, ST
July 19, 2013 Siddārtha found, while meditating on The river, that enlightenment which he Was seeking, searching for. He found the dawn There. Buddha found there his serenity. The river represents that time beyond Eternity, that farthest bound for mind And soul. ...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | CH, ST
Prejudice Opposed to Prejudice Was Charles the East of West? He seemed to be The Buddhist or the Hindu mind in Christ. That mind included more of serendipity Than systematic thinking. He would heist Whatever doctrine his belief desired Among the thousands he could...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | CH, ST
Spring Remembers Him The garden border just outside my door Fills up with verve and beauty at this time. Those feathered pinks of peonies galore Are weighted down this morning at the prime Of April, nearly May. Bright weight of rain Embraces petals in its drops and...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | BO, CH, ST
Miniaturized Trees in Tiny Pots at 3501 New York Avenue, NE, Washington, D. C. To thrill his body never could have been The fact, much less the metaphor, of love. That’s not what love is anyhow. Between Us was full-blooded sympathy above That sort of...
