come sweet Jill
come with me
into the forest deep
onto the open meadow
set foot upon the path
let pan be our guide
runners of the woods
you and me
if just for a day
a moment
outta time...

white feathered queen
I never surmised
that I might find you
when I had given
myself
up for lost

in a joyous moment
wrought from inumerable
dark nites of the soul
two kindred spirits
shared a glass of wine
a heavenly promise
fulfilled...

nature in her radiance
calls us
to nakedness
a loss of pretension
letting go of all that inhibits
the soul
keeps it in the dark
a call...
a coming out

lying on freud's couch
I was convinced
that the anima was
but a projection
then
lying in her bed
I experienced the anima
as herself
myself, us
she heals the world
makes it sacred again

dive deep
penetrate the waters
retrieve the sacred boon
surface again
bring about the mariage
of heaven and earth
light and dark
yin and yang
then
a Great Flowering...

ridin the bus
is like bein in a 3rd world country
look at the faces
read the lives
then
tell me life is not
still about survival
what are we to do
with such as these
hold them in prayer
spare them some change
NO...I think not
only spiritual joy will suffice

my baby
is a tiger
she bites
wounds and devours
her fangs
sink
deep into my flesh
later
brushing her hair
I untangle the knots...
such is
the bite of the tiger

lying next to you
the whole night thru
is like reaching back
forward
thru eternity
and bringing to bear
the wholeness, sacredness of all life
to this moment
this one short moment...

My baby
has wolf eyes
she's wild
and she's free
my baby has wolf eyes
they got a yellow-gold glow
and
they're burning a hole
in me

How many hours
I've spent
meditating on the wolf
easin up close
tryin to get a scent
fathom her wildish nature
now
she holds me transfixed
dare I stare
keep her gaze
will she devour
go jugular
or
will I be transformed
my sister
the wolf
who I have long nourished
in my heart
but only now
do we meet
eye to eye

like teenagers courting
awkward
yet sincere and earnest
in heartfelt desire
unsure what how or when
we sat
on the city-hall steps
a love
struggling to attain form
but within it
the seeds of peace
we bring peace to the world
by
birthing the love within
and between us...
a new being is begotten
a spiritual substance
created by you and I
and only spirit has the power
to heal the world