In each September there’s something like a silent farewell. You notice it in the games that slowly start to stumble. You notice it in the shortened suit that you pass on to the... read more
The time will come....
This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression,a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor... read more
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion
or cultural system. I am not from the East
or the West, not out of the... read more