Thursday, September 13, 2012

The Motives and Yearnings of Sea Creatures

Has this animate wall of seaweed evolved to feed on others?
Or shall we tell the story to others of as victim, donning the color and form of surrounding flora to hide?
Cunning predator or desperate prey?
How we want an answer as life itself moves forward, indifferent to our questioning, yearning for what it wants and running from what it fears.
What does it mean to say: I am this?
In whose eyes?
If they are God's eyes, what might God say to these motives and yearning we were given?
Perhaps that's why God left the naming to Adam.
Instead, this morning as the sun catches your attention, startles you as it peaks around that building,
God asks: what do you want? what do you fear? and what does each have to do with the other?

Sunday, September 9, 2012

From a poem by Robinson Jeffers


The beauty of things was born before eyes and sufficient to itself; the heartbreaking beauty
Will remain when there is no heart to break for it.

Seeing clearly

The glasses hang on rusted barbed wire. The remaining lens is coated with a thin film of salt from the ocean spray. Did the vista of the Pacific coast make the owner forget he would ever need to see anything close up again? Or is it possible that a single view of this magnificent beauty can heal the eyes forever?



Thursday, September 6, 2012

Warrior

Nothing can inspire you more than watching the strength, beauty and poise of a warrior.
I am so blessed.

Monday, September 3, 2012