2 new poems about chanting

October 6, 2005

Swaddled in the echo of ten thousand voices

I suckle at the breast of all being
My heart breaks open
Sweet marrow
Bathes me in the nectar of the names.


October 7, 2005

Singing the Names of God

It’s better than body sex
A cosmic soul fuck
So complete there’s release
In every breath
And every smooth slow note
rocks me deeper
to the core
my earthly dance
attachments and all
a few moments of this
is worth all
the suffering in the world.