Lilith’s Invitation

Do not go fishing for love. Draw in your nets. Walk away from the pier and snap your rod into pieces. Did you think you would be left to starve? Look. There is coral below the surface, and the seeds of pomegranates. Your Queendom is waiting for you. You are closer to...

Dear Woman

Woman, You belong to the night. You have blood on your thighs and fuhrze in your hair. You smell of loamy fertile soil. Your breasts give life, Your sex is a mystery school leading to the holy of holies. Turn your eyes inward, use owls vision to see where you come...

Sweet Darkness

– David Whyte – When your eyes are tired the world is tired also. When your vision has gone no part of the world can find you. Time to go into the dark where the night has eyes to recognize its own. There you can be sure you are not beyond love. The dark...

When I am among the trees

~ Mary Oliver ~ When I Am Among the Trees When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness, I would almost say that they save me, and daily. I am so distant from the...

The Holy Longing

A poem by Johann W. Von Goethe Tell a wise person, or else keep silent, Because the massman will mock it right away. I praise what is truly alive, What longs to be burned to death. In the calm water of love nights, Where you were begotten, where you have begotten, A...