poetry

The Play of Masks

I wear a mask made of nothing, you don’t see it on my face but I feel it all the …

For the Love of Shadows

Logos is a threat to the intrinsic ambiguity of existence; it fragments an existence already shredded by time. Logos is …

A Dance Called Being Human

United in our essence we are differentiated only in the aspects we manifest of that essence. Like the petals of …

Seek not, See!

To know the truth is not the same as having a theory or a belief system about reality, however logical …

Find Me If You Can

The Void swallows that which is like it, empty and transparent. In that blessed moment what is above snatches from …

The Traces of My Beloved

My Beloved has come again, I am light again, light as a feather whirling in the gravity of my Eternal …

You Are The Maze

Fear not my friend. Go where you have to go; do what you have to do. Nothing is ever lost, nothing …

Timed & Veiled

Past and future veil God from our sight; burn up both of them with fire. How long wilt thou be …

Seer Sees only Itself

Wherever I turn I see the face of God, My pain is god; My pleasure is god; My worst moments …