Death Stares and Care Bears

Once upon a train track, I was waiting for a train and two very full ones went by. “Tis the Job of a Yogi to be Love and Light” so eventually I got on a stupidly overcrowded train and smiled at the shared insanity of it all, in attempt to lighten the London Death Stares….

It is Enough

  To know that the atoms of my body will remain to think of them rising through the roots of a great oak to live in leaves, branches, twigs perhaps to feed the crimson peony the blue iris the broccoli or rest on water freeze and thaw with the seasons some atoms might become a…