the monkey mind whirls
always something else to do
be still and know peace
the monkey mind whirls
always something else to do
be still and know peace
thunder and rainfall
seeping through meditation
July’s surprise gift
taking off at night
the plane’s shadow glides along
breakers of white clouds
islands of light float
among ocean of darkness
full moon seems closer
no longer where we left
not quite where we are going
here but not yet home
the hillside comes alive
houses painted in pastel
marks of human tides
snippets of dialogue
several different tongues
airport terminal