inner art journal

just a hair’s breadth
between you and You
squeeze it smaller
speaking/hearing
no part unheard unsaid
you who are
multi-glorious

smog shrouded
city
getting lost
in comparisons between
myself and others

peering at the half moon
in the night sky
I wonder
if it moves out of
or into the darkness

I have been working on a new website that describes the spiritual aspect of my work with people. You are invited to take a look here: http://lesliesteisho.wordpress.com