7/29/2009 our breath was broken on the parting then came coughing, ragged gasps a longing for the lost embrace of swaddling warm compassion's clasp migrations necessary courses swept raging currents forked and rifted the parted waters splashed on separate shores catching brief respite in whirlpool cessations do you remember walking in the rain? the small town nights and smells the smoky karaoke and the lazy bodhi tree and gazing out together from the little hotels and then at dawn the misty morning ports were opened, gulls were winging harbor aurora glistening grayly cool breeze caressed us with her singing honesty blazed a dire trail ineffabilities effed in all winding ways as sturdy as cracking alluvial shale as clear as cairns in unlifting haze until we sat and bowed in practice until we learned to breathe the old way were we blind to the simplest union bahini, atut namaste