Has My Heart Gone To Sleep?
December 5, 2009
Has my heart gone to sleep?
Have the beehives of my dreams stopped working, the waterwheel
of the mind run dry, scoops turning empty,
only shadow inside? [Read more]
Celebrating Yoga Del Mar – a poem by Nikyta
September 21, 2009
We shape clay into a pot. But it is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want. -Tao Te Ching #11
like this space / how an empty room / without furniture / No pictures hanging on the wall / bare wood floor and draped windows
How an empty room / can hold so much [Read more]
