My Sinai Mantra

In this desert, I am not lost
Directionless and wandering
Where I need to be, I am
Departing and arriving
Accepting with gratitude

Walrus Tanka

Early morning meditation
Whole house quiet
Except the walrus in my throat
Damn burp won't come
A lot learned

A Certain Place

Breathing in

My chest aspires to heaven

Exhaling, I touch Moriah

My body, the stone on which breath rests

The foundation for Jacob's ladder