Body Intelligence

It Felt Love

In your light

The breeze at dawn

The Guest House

The Journey

The Open Way

The Pickaxe

Today

To Waiting

When you are with everyone but me,



The Guest House

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.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
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The Open Way

Last night you looked so lovingly at me
I had to turn away.
You know there are two ways to love
a friend said to me:
Face to face, eye to eye, skin to skin
wholeheartedly.
And in the other way one gives love
at a distance
And hopes they pick up clues.

Yesterday I bought you a dozen red roses
each was a clue
And a promise that some day I would learn
to love the open way of the flower.



John Lee