Fragments from a Shattered Stone
The ascent of Mount Carmel
no longer matters
Lemons must be squeezed
before they can release their juice.
The juice of lemons that are rotten
must always be discarded.
He who reveals the secrets of
a king will be held accountable
The perfume of God’s presence
intoxicates all of creation
Long-gone friends I now recall
flickering shadows on memory’s wall
The buddha blinks his third eye
and behold! – nothing has changed
Is the effort to get there
of more worth than the goal?
All births conceived by God
are Immaculate.
All are welcome, but having
entered in – one must be invited