Presence
For forty years I've been searching for a home Perhaps I don't recall in waking life
But the body does
Or has time stretched further still?
Longing for something
In this body or that
In this world or another
In this life and others
In the flower's thin stem holding strong
Will I ever know?
A fool moon brought me here
In dreams the mountain called me
For so many nights
I flew over her body
Feeling a home
A sleepless night brought me
Searching for the greatest longing
Home
Now in this magical land
Lying upon my bare body
Warmth flooding every cell
Filling me
With light
Chasing the dawn and the dusk
To wake from my dream to see
Light darkening
Darkness fading
Chasing the twilight and the sunrise
In my dear garden
Contemplating
Looking toward the deepest depths
In that space between two worlds
Looking for only one thing
Light
There's no greater repose than this beautiful garden
And simply lying here
Bathing myself in the light
Feeling
Presence
Is it the goldfinch's magical song?
Is it the cold mist rising to the sky?
It is the crystalline dew
Dripping
Something else is
With closed eyes I see it
It's here
In the body of light
MX 2026
Agua de vida
Ocean Mother, life-giver,through your gentle currents
—dragon curves—
blades of light pierce through,
primordial,
vibrant dancers
rocking lost emotions
flowing through my veins
like water mantles falling,
overflowing with life,
transforming me.
Sweet waters, fierce waters,
dragging ancestral secrets
from the depths of time;
emerging from the goddess’s dream,
mother of all,
eternal and full,
untouchable, untamable,
flawless
water of life.
The tender rejoicing flower,
the lucid and jubilant herb
dilates and extends,
rising proudly toward the sun;
silently growing beneath the moon
it rises gazing skyward:
upright, firm, strong,
floating and light.
My mother water sustains it,
water of life, water of love,
mother who gives the strength
to stand tall like thy flower.
MX 2025
Daughter of life
In the coming and going of my pains
I get lost and I find myself
Intending to find relief
Intending to fly in dreams
In the coming and going of my pains
I find myself and I get lost again
In my posture, in my weight
I discover that ‘all of this’ is inherited
My pain is not mine
For generations it’s been dragged
Lineage of pain, lineage of sorrows,
There are those who inherit goods
There are those who inherit pains
We will take nothing in the end
In death pain and wealth disappear
The wind takes them away
In the coming and going of my pains
I find myself
There is nothing before, nothing will come
I don't own anything, not even my dreams
Everything there is, is here, now
The trees, the flowers changing every moment
Dancing to the wind
And here I am, carrying this body
Dreaming of floating like flowers do
Wishing to stand strong like trees do
Intending to see that I am only daughter of life,
Daughter of this moment
MX 2024
I get lost and I find myself
Intending to find relief
Intending to fly in dreams
In the coming and going of my pains
I find myself and I get lost again
In my posture, in my weight
I discover that ‘all of this’ is inherited
My pain is not mine
For generations it’s been dragged
Lineage of pain, lineage of sorrows,
There are those who inherit goods
There are those who inherit pains
We will take nothing in the end
In death pain and wealth disappear
The wind takes them away
In the coming and going of my pains
I find myself
There is nothing before, nothing will come
I don't own anything, not even my dreams
Everything there is, is here, now
The trees, the flowers changing every moment
Dancing to the wind
And here I am, carrying this body
Dreaming of floating like flowers do
Wishing to stand strong like trees do
Intending to see that I am only daughter of life,
Daughter of this moment
MX 2024
Cristallizations
Crystallizing the moment
perpetuating the movement
everything is in constant flux
transforming
it is the mind that clings
to past memory
to future hope
while the eternal present only exists
where time stops
where pain is not pain anymore
where the illusion fades
in the inner silence
and the light that composes us dances
to the sound of an invisible melody
perpetuating the movement
everything is in constant flux
transforming
it is the mind that clings
to past memory
to future hope
while the eternal present only exists
where time stops
where pain is not pain anymore
where the illusion fades
in the inner silence
and the light that composes us dances
to the sound of an invisible melody
MX 2022