Author: Nik

Posted on August 26, 2015 by Nik

Perspectives

On his way back to Earth, having just walked on the moon, Apollo 14 astronaut Edgar Mitchell experienced a radical transformation in perspective and thus consciousness. As he approached our planet from beyond it’s sphere of influence, “he was filled with an inner conviction as certain as any mathematical equation he’d ever solved. He knew Read More

Posted on January 6, 2015 by Nik

ecstasy / rapture

This morning, through the twilight, the sound of lovemaking enters me through the open window – such an arousing, hauntingly beautiful sound – a sound that could heal the world. Strange though… whenever this ardent song strays on the breeze, it’s only ever that of the woman I hear, never the man lost in his own rapture. Read More

Posted on January 5, 2015 by Nik

Invitation of the Ancients

Lithe bodied,  we dance tall swaying arcs of verdure leaning into curved mists of space and aeons as heaving earth-body pulsing in tune,  exultant sun,  sultry moon we sink our roots,  feeling deep around you,  and swirl with wind,  and stars reaching,  we rise upon the long song,  of creation.

Posted on January 2, 2015 by Nik

The Return

Ekphrasis to Rilke’s Turning Point (below) letting all the deep rivers of the world – rush in / cracking open the quartz prism of your being – you surrendered – you no longer had a choice

Posted on December 4, 2014 by Nik

The One

Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou can’st not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold lover, never never can’st thou kiss, Though winning near the goal – yet do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair! Keats – Ode Read More

Posted on December 1, 2014 by Nik

Letting go

This evening the burgeoning crescent moon hovers low  over the western pacific a veil of ocean mist rising up  to kiss beyond  the mountains – where I lay in these steaming waters – earthly aromas rose geranium, thyme rustling bamboo leaves quiet cricket’s trill…

Posted on October 22, 2014 by Nik

ship in the night

(ghazal) I called to my lover pining, under the moon yet alone I remain waiting, under the moon Searching heavens deep, she is sailing mid silent stars, scintillating, the moon Bold round gate, to silver garden framing ferny path to heaven, calling, the moon Sublunary torment – fruit of desiring sweet, gravitas – gratifying, the Read More

Posted on September 16, 2014 by Nik
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equinoctial

Half moon waxing or is she waning did I lose my sight heaving moon half dark half heavy moon light pulling at this floundering soul one long or lonely night and somewhere peers an owl west or east at the speckled sky sitting naked up-on the roof lanky cat and I as from the north Read More

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