Let me be this invitation of love
With a sign at the door that says,
“Come in! We’re open”

Only tenderness and gentle song
will be served.

 

And we will sit quietly

together

 

as one.

magic.

joy.

of being.

 

elif

“Will you have me?” she asked in a faint little voice. “Will you?”

Standing under this huge tree was a little girl in her pajamas, barefoot, looking up.  It was almost dawn.  The stars were still bright, maybe their brightest before the light.

Did she have teardrops in her eyes?  It didn’t look like it.  She kept looking up. Was she talking to the tree?  or something bigger?  One couldn’t tell.

Stillness.  Night voices had faded and the morning sounds had not arrived.  The stillness.  In between.

The little one stood tall looking up.  And then down, looking at her feet on the ground, to the earth in between the huge roots of the tree.  The roots, her feet, small, big, earth, the ground.  And then she turned her eyes up again whispering, Read More

to sleep like a cat
burden-less
no thoughts no worries no dreams
only sleep Read More

 

Quit trying. Quit trying not to try. Quit quitting.

– zen saying

 

 

I asked “why?” and everything stopped.

I asked “why not?” and all started flowing again.

I didn’t ask.

and I was the river.

 

vintage elif, 2012

 

As they gathered around the table, no one knew what to say, where to start from.

It was how many months ago they didn’t remember, they had started the quarantine and now that it was over and now that they were finally together, this wasn’t what they expected really.  Trying to gather their feelings, thoughts, arms, hands, bodies – oh well, none of this was helping.  None whatsoever.   Read More

I am a dandelion
granting your wishes,
just by making a wish
and giving it breath
you send my seeds in the air.
my seeds are your wish
your wish my command. Read More