Copyright © 2012 by Thomas Merton Brightman.
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Wondering Way
Meeleensupeenkwail
Except
'Tis Truly Mystery
Angels Tenth
Writing Universally
Piranha Voice
Truce on Truth
Personal Manifesto
Intrinsic Freedom
Initiates All
Frame of Reverence
Not That Complicated
'Tis the Action
Nothing Remains the Same
Utter Surrender
All in a Point
Thin Times
Nothing is Alone
Infinity's Child
As Stars Are
Dots Galore for Evermore
Dreamtime
Child Calf Given Wing
Sounding Pulses
Sycamore Tease
Silence is Spoof
Subtlest Sound of All
Emerald Eyes
Emerald Face
Emerald Twist
Come Close Again
Here to Everywhere
But, What of That?
Zealous Hiding
Things to Come
Annals of Avoidance
Simply Everything
'Here' and 'There'
Infinitely So
Every Way, Every Day
Especially Illusion
Relationship is Spiritual Practice
Combining Traits, Changing Fate
Round and Round
Ready or Not
Losing Home
Yet Another Fresh Start
My Three Graces
A HeArt Beginning and End
Shape of My HeArt
New Choice, New Voice
An Always Have Paris Child
Use and Abuse
Comes with a Label
Time Collapsed
Forever Soured Soul
I Go Away
Mourning Morning
My Moon is Weeping
Mama Took Strife to Art
Precious, What's That?
Enough to Make You Cry
Wake-up Men!
On Arrows
Sparse Contentment
Waking Father
Beating a Heart Broken
One by One
Family of Origin
Drosophila
Or Else!
Pain in My Grass
Christmas Tremor
No 'Sleep Tight' Tonight
Coming of Rage
Leaves Me Trembling
Call to The 'Wall'
Pain Remains
Pain Paints
How Dare You
Help Your 'Self'
In Search of the Inimitable
Loosed to Soar
Power in Reflection
What Price the Spaces
Proffering Pain
That Forgiving
Curious Quest, Regret
The Blemish is Benign
Ever More Remains
Process Creates
Thanks to the Sun
Sunflowers in Old Man's Arms
A Very Good Man
When Our Mourning Comes
The Closing Door
Final Tree
Again and Again
It's Not My Dot
Moving On!
Know Not
Affirmation Word Picture