We think we know a lot and we do, but

it is wise to

ask if it

is all

true.

                                                                JDG

That rain-roiled pond rests quietly now

as overhead

sun reminds 

 us – storms

pass.

                                                            JDG

The mind itself is not the problem. How

we use it is.

Who and what

does it

serve?

                                                                       JDG

It’s been one hundred and eleven days

now. All I have

to say is

Holy

Cow!

                                                                              JDG

I almost fell back into my old rut,

but instead I

moved into

my new

groove.

                                                             JDG

I am a speck of awareness in an

infinite flow

of isn’t,

is, and

…

                                                                         JDG

I swim in a sea of solitude as 

white-crested waves

break on a

sun stroked

shore.

                                                       JDG

After the storm, sea and sky quietly

made up and sent

friendly waves

to the

shore.

                                                                          JDG

The pond almost seemed to beg the sky to

open as it

lay sweating

in the

sun.

                                                  JDG