Concord, United States

“You did not come here to fix the world. The world is not broken. You came here to live a wonderful life.” Abraham Hicks.


the quartered moon at morn
the morning star at its side
the dog, still a moving shadow-figure along the make-believed woods edge.

as his pant walks before me
the black heaven breathing from above
i realize how enamored I have become with silence,
its presence in the space between footfalls
like a well I step into over and over again

no, not a courage
rather a suspension of doubt that everything which exists –
smells, color, rustles, expectations –
all depend on a rooster doing all it knows how to do

and of course the dog, in his forthrightness,
leading the way toward heaven

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