Our Storybook Sky
I found myself walking on my familiar journey
surrounded by a great darkness
that encompassed my winding path.
I kept my usual pace until by happenstance
I gazed skyward
beyond the stubble and dips and crevices
of my ordinary life,
finding myself bathed and gathered upward
into the mystery of the Milky Way.
One solid glance
and everything changed.
A strange door opened within
the secret chambers of my soul.
A shift, a reflective awareness, seized me.
THE CENTER OF ME
There is a Center.
The Center is
I am not the Center.
and my dreams