Daily Meditation
Sunday, April 26th, 2009This YouTube meditation really resonates with me. I listen to this frequently - usually every day when I have a few minutes to pull myself back into alignment and relax.
Enjoy…
Touch me…
Saturday, April 25th, 2009I have a friend who is a deep thinker.
We have been friends for 28 years. It has been nine years since I saw him last (until four days ago) and our level of communication and understanding each other is as close and deep as if we had been continuously developing our relationship that whole time.
We share a level of communication as men that is unusual in many ways. Ours is a Spiritual connection as are all of my close friendships. But unlike many relationships I have with other men, he and I share a common knowing of artistic and philosophical depth and understanding that is unparalleled.
He is one of the few individuals in my life who really has a read on whom I am, who has such a deep intellectual and emotional connection with me that he always reads me correctly and over the course of my 28 year friendship, has never once given me bad advice.
When he told me that this was his favorite poem ever. I had to read it. After I read it, I had to share it. I am never surprised by my friend any longer - only continuously amazed. This is love to me.
See why he calls this his favorite poem ever…
Touch Me…
Summer is late, my heart.
Words plucked out of the air
some forty years ago
when I was wild with love
and torn almost in two
scatter like leaves this night
of whistling wind and rain.
It is my heart that’s late,
it is my song that’s flown.
Outdoors all afternoon
under a gunmetal sky
staking my garden down,
I kneeled to the crickets trilling
underfoot as if about
to burst from their crusty shells;
and like a child again
marveled to hear so clear
and brave a music pour
from such a small machine.
What makes the engine go?
Desire, desire, desire.
The longing for the dance
stirs in the buried life.
One season only,
and it’s done.
So let the battered old willow
thrash against the windowpanes
and the house timbers creak.
Darling, do you remember
the man you married? Touch me,
remind me who I am.
- Stanley Kunitz
Copyright (c) 1995
by Stanley Kunitz
Thank you my friend, you were right.
Michael Barrett
4/24/09
Happy Valentine’s Day… a poem by Michael Barrett
Saturday, February 14th, 2009Happy Valentine’s Day…
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Happy Valentine’s Day My Palamino
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My Palamino, my beautiful wife…
You give me direction, you light up my life.
There isn’t another with whom I can share
The depth of connection, the loving, the care
The secrets, the laughter, the wonder, the fun…
You’re the mountains, the ocean, my moon and my sun.
My days have real meaning with you by my side,
It’s all in the open with nothing to hide.
You give life a purpose with wonder and hope.
Where living without you means simply I cope.
When you’re prancing and stepping and strutting your stuff,
There’s never a moment when I get enough.
With your beauty and grace, your charm and your smile,
You turn every head with your luster and style.
I love your sweet skin and the smell of your hair,
Your feminine magic, your scent in the air,
It magnifies greatly, my sense as a man
Who loves to protect you with all that I can.
I love every inch from your head to your feet
You’re amazing and wonderful, loving and sweet
The way you glow softly when you’re sleeping at night,
Knowing you love me makes everything right.
Watching you lay there beside me asleep
For hours and hours my vigil, I keep.
I love every cranny from your ear to your toes
Your ankles and elbows, the tip of your nose
We are soul mates and lovers and very best friends
And whenever we argue we must make ammends.
You’re a classic, a woman with strength and desire,
A little bit water, air, earth and fire,
A little bit Cherokee, Irish and Greek,
You’re a mountain of joy, a magnificent peak.
The best of the best, they don’t get any better,
You’re a woman with focus, a savvy go getter,
Who has passion and purpose and heart with decision,
There aren’t many out there with your kind of vision.
With your kindness and smiles and the words that you say
You help me forget the bad parts of my day.
You are my catalyst - sparking my power,
You are my woman, my beauty, my flower.
With you at my side all our limits dissolve,
As Spirit and wisdom within us evolve.
There’s rarely a moment I don’t think of you,
I love you, I love you, I love you, I do…
With a shower of roses, a bottle of wine
Please promise to make me your one Valentine.
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And one more thing…
Moment by moment my love for you grows,
Your Loving Husband
February 14, 2009
Copyright (c) by Michael Barrett
