Mark on Love (a poem)

Mark on Love In choosing love or fear, I aimed my bow at the wrong target I spent effort releasing arrows toward solid blocks of ice continents, creating sharp edges, til the mass broke away shouting its victory chant of isolation. My new inquiry is to make the mark...

Be Kind to Mama Bird

There is a wood awning that covers one-third of the deck attached to my house. Mama bird decided to make her nest inside the awning – a very safe place indeed! The baby birds have hatched and I can hear their soft but high pitched squeaks. I love the sweetness...

Stop

Stop stop the need for understanding your disorder your disease your dysfunction Stop stop the pursuit of analyzing your neurosis your questions your sensitivity Stop stop the asking of why you can’t you didn’t you haven’t Stop stop the quest for seeking...

Nameless

I am alive inside I am who I want to be when I grow up I offer myself to the nameless and rest in wakeful stillness -Written by Angela Savitri © Copyright 2013 Angela Savitri & Capri Health With Surrender, Angela PS – Like this poem? I offer my newsletter...