Rootedness Poems - Poems about Rootedness

...Elusive ephemeral ethereal expansive eye (I) witness timelessness Analogous to Möbius strip - measured passage of existence seems to defy any beginning or end (unless Artificial Intelligence s......Read the rest...

...Doesn't the mountainness of a mountain remains the same, Though it holds hiking, rafting, golfing, and many a game? Don't flowers maintain their floweness or seeds their seedness, Having fulfilled......Read the rest...

...he sits in his wheelchair waiting her visit to ease his world of rubble to snap shut a sense of aimless in a nursing home of minimized living ......Read the rest...

...Atheism, without patriarchal narcissism but more matriarchally cooperative, polyculturally impassioned, is not necessarily multiculturally anti-theistic. Theistic need not be an abbreviation......Read the rest...

...I have been reading a rootless thesis: Lack of commitment to a permanent home causes depression, over-commitment to inside claustrophobic voices, failing deep-rooted immune systems, obesity, di......Read the rest...

...Elusive Ephemeral Ethereal Expansive: Timelessness Analogous to mobius strip - measured passage of existence only took precedence with *****sapiens ascendent busting forth upon ......Read the rest...

...Theoretical abstractions, reductive hard word choices, to describe and prescribe spiritual experiences are unsatisfactory for daily consumption and absorption as they reify exceptions to your Bus......Read the rest...

...It's hard to think in Either-Or Deductive, while speaking and acting in Both-And Inductive. For example, If my Brother is kind and loving (and he usually is), and really not all that judgmenta......Read the rest...

...I'm planting trees today. Cherry trees in front, Peter on the street, Paul in the middle, with Mary closest in toward the house, all on the far side of our gravel drive. On the same southern ......Read the rest...

...Front porch consciousness of organically rich freedom, relief from language label boxes, reifying, static, now giving way toward emerging diastolic flow, abundance fills a fertile inside view of......Read the rest...

...A golden day, my mother said. She had taken my father (who was dying - in the final stages of metastatic lung cancer, his face swollen and disfigured from the medicines, his once thick head of hair ......Read the rest...

...It is amazing how the mind and emotions can take us on a journey In a few moving deeply into some doubt Or insecurity, vulnerability Or overwhelmed, weak, inner crumbling Feel it fully Why not? ......Read the rest...

...My body is made from fire fire, flesh and blood just like my mother who holds me clay and earth and mud My body is made from water who flows and carries through protecting, healing, easing with ocea......Read the rest...