Reading? Que ahce esto? Que hace esto? Que hace esto? Que le dice esta boca a esta oreja? Que muestra que no estoy perdido en un sueño? Estamos todos aqui reunidos, pero tengo miedo que estar solo.

Haiku

Infinity sits
at the bathroom's blue corner~
Spitting toothpaste

Protect

Carried by the essence of objects

that watch for the intersections

where sharp and blunt cross;

in a space of clarity uncut or blundered

being moved to Trust and Innocence

Longing for the lover's sacred space

to join with the Utmost, silently

and seeing, accepting the movement;

the protest is dissolved in tears

or breath of fires of creation

Where the trust is settled is Heart

living in every space and sense

not unique without itself

answering the soft ascension

with wash and sparkle

Bring the weary self to Everything

and leave it with its Love

it will be taken care of, cleansed

opening the eyes of Heart to follow

the leading, unbroken tread

Find the rhythm, get that stroke

that was born along our pain and breath

and dance with it; touch the silence

in which you are made every moment

and rejoin with laughter

Watch the stones grow