Category Archives: Poetry

The Man Who Sits and Folds

He sits in silent zazen, ruminating his methods while it stares back at him, not giving any of its secrets like a sphinx with a riddle with no words. Canopying his existence are the four identical extremities, the hood to … Continue reading

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There Stood The Orb

Hi reader of the unknown. I want to share with you a poem that’s been in different places in life. Most intimate of all it’s always in my heart, but you can find it in The Sync Book, a book about synchronicity, … Continue reading

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