my tea is yellow
in a white cup.
its like drinking
liquid sunshine.
as my heart shatters
the splinters ride
the sunrays
and travel
like tiny insects
all over the universe

the night clusters
around my body
the trees disappear
only when looking up
at the stars
I can see their shadow
large fans of lady earth

I curl up
a large yellow cat
in the warm covers
of the teachings.
silence begins in moments
so we let the world
make its music, instrumental
without our words.



august 2006
santa cruz
california