Flame Tree
In extravagant exuberance, the Poinciana, on the crown of its forty-foot trunk, lifts a thousand orange flames to the sky....
Call Yourself Forth
The path of waking attains nothing, uncovers what is there, reveals rudimentary goodness. Dismantling cover-ups, disarming weapons, it’s all an...
Unleash it Now
The turmoil of our times dances round the globe— stamping, frenzied! Kali destroying, Durga creating. Let us cry and whirl...
In Grandpa’s Garden
The first flower I remember was a daisy in Grandpa’s garden. After working as a miner in the mountains of...
