Bean The Moment

Bean The Moment

How many moments in your day

Do you stop, have a thought and say

Life is perfect, just this way?

JKF

3/6/12

Revive

Revive

Sitting home a quiet darkness

All my blood runs clear

Being one inside myself

Ever knowing this

When I am on my own two knees

When I am seeking not

What I am and where I am

Is centered in my heart

JKF

3/3/12

Guilt For Lent

Guilt For Lent

There is not, where there is now.

I’m sure I’ve got that right.

There is what, where there is when.

I know it’s just my mind.

I am.

We are.

Nothing “should” exists.

JKF

3/3/12

Now

Right Now

Your life begins right now,

This second starts your chance,

To create yourself the way you want,

It doesn’t have to follow,

The dreams you had before,

You never have to remember which way you were going,

No need to be right,

Just be, right now!

Jkf

2/12/11

Mental Hygiene

Mental Hygeine

My fears don’t live in this moment…

They are nourished with regret…

And feed on anticipation.

In my imagination they may flourish,

But.

My fears can’t breathe in the now…

Jkf

12/7/11

Gratitude.....

Abundance.....Dreams......Laughter......

You are the candles that light my way.

12/2/11
JKF

Ghost

The ghost of the candle is a shadow on the ceiling,

The candle flame just flickers while its shadow lights the feeling.

Lighting my morning meditation, the candle on my path,

Up above the reflection, a smoke filled aftermath.

Try as I might, my forces lack emotion.

The candle without effort, burns clearly with devotion.

The Day I Died

The day I died

Got hit by a car today in slow motion

I watched it happen in disbelief

I was riding my bike when I hit the car and spun around while watching it

Got up right away even though I was dead

Felt all around to see where I was broken

My bike was twisted and started to cry but I fixed it

Everyone stopped to be so helpful

Told me to call the ambulance

The cab that I crashed went through the light

But I told everybody it was my fault

A guy from Tibet shook my hand and said he was sorry

My bike wants to cry but knows it’s OK

And I’m loving life cause I died today.

JKF

7/14/11

Inegrationalism

Integrationalism

The putting together of all of humanity into one organism that resembles me

Jkf

7/11/11

Summer

Summer

So soft the folds of satin fall, her skin beneath it ripples

I’m lost in observation and my own skin starts to move.

Supple limbs create their own embrace around my thoughts

Circling somewhat lazily and gazing out toward me

In almost fragrant air I imagine that I taste her

In visual understanding, my impulse is alive.

Now I drift into a dream where we are not apart

I touch with fingers slow and warm, her navel and its lair.

Slipping deftly through the maze inside,

I slide my hook right in.

Slurping with my hand I find a world of joy and pleasure

Tickling the spot, I feel as if I’ve touched myself.

I have. She holds the air within, And lets it out in little puffs.

Jkf

7/4/11