the serenity
a chilly early morning
in the summer time

sitting quietly
sitting and breathing, waiting
for the interview

don't panic they said
relax and let it all go
breathe slowly, deeply

I am a grown up
so I can have ice cream if
I want to - yippee

on my raft of dreams
I drift from thought to thought and
breathe gently, slowly

the chemical dance
the Cambrian period
to intelligence

where is life going?
to the stars or back to dust
matter - consciousness

we are just atoms
we are alive and aware
soon gone but today ...

inner narratives
the stories that shape my mind
the tangled garden

the fate of our sun
planetary nebula
the expanding shells

flying flying into the darkness
the cosmic soup
clouds clouds of atoms
maybe carrying a little bit of me
a little bit of you

to form dust that swirls
coagulates into a metal rich star

maybe one day we will shine
together

look for the sublime
I try to find transcendence
it escapes - I smile

the choices you make
what to say or deciding
when silence is best

sexuality
the strange racing pulse of life
the drive, the spectrum

the computer waits
for my creativity
the empty blue sky

to begin again
getting up to meditate
and to write at dawn

get back on the bike

write something every day

my new challenge