kmg 2012

It  is I
I am as joyful as a stone
It is not the joy of men I feel
It is the joy of matter, I am prescence, I am of the world
I am magic..the power shivers from my heart down my arms...Self- sacrifice is 
the only learning to make ones self holy, to be the sum of a man, more than its 
parts. 

These breaths I release to the wind. Make me one with the wind. This blood flows 
back to the river like water...when the light in my eyes flickers out, the spark 
flies back to the flaming hearts of god...

I am air and flame, I am heat burning mist, I am power, an ancient river 
overflowing.

I am love and memory and sorrow drift away.

My time is a reflection on the surface of the water. A leaf falls and the dream 
shatters...slowly the waters calm and draw themselves together....and the leafs 
life, like a thought passes from me on the ripples of its own vibration...it 
enters the world

I am a holy spirit, NOT because I am so wise, but because I am a temple of god, 
I am a priest of the heart. I know what is mine to feel. I let rain from heaven 
fill me. I give love away as easily as water....

I long for nothing but to live as light within, to enter gods heart singings a 
song.....well .....maybe I long for more.....

I long to chase someone down the slope I want to catch,
I long to share the ride to vermont and fall asleep in the lap of love,

I long to make a fire and be so warmed that I run to see the stars
Glowing without needing a coat...
I long to share my birthday
Over candlelight and have those
Same candles light the way to the
Mid mountain ski house where I undress to bearable limits and move with the 
motion of the wind of the night....

Today, I long......


Kmg 2012