Life, Awareness, if you will,
For what else is it
That knows too much
And not enough?
Feels too deeply
Within biological confines?
It is a boil
In need of lancing,
In need of bleeding
To freedom
To enough dimensions and distance
Unboxed by time and space,
Creed, color, race, circumstance.
Awareness strains to meet creation unbound,
Free to be at once
Everywhere and anywhere,
A cosmos of unity.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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