Author Archives: david davidson

It’s warm and darkout here this morning, just a light breeze,as I crest the hill, my feet silent on the path,the city lights spread out before me,there, sitting quietly on the grassis a fox taking in the view. As I pass by he looks over his shoulderand we acknowledge one another,then he turns back toContinue reading “Contemplation”

I’m just an ordinary man,filled with the same fearsas I imagine everyone else is,but like I imagine everyone else is I’m only broken at the edges,inside there’s a light that can see overthe horizon of my fear to the good in others,it’s the best thing in me, the best thing in all of us. DF.Continue reading “An ordinary man”

I think of allthe empty placeswhere nobody ever goes,places that slowly fill with secretswhich are tended by the spirits of the deaduntil the people they belong find enough courageto bring them home to their hearts again,home to all of our hearts, where theycan make us strong and fearless,as we were alwaysmeant to be. DF. 19-2-2021Continue reading “Courage”

Sometimes thingsonly happen at the very end,things like this poem, which came to meas I was pushing open my front doorhaving returned from my morning walk. Even things like hope for the futurecan come at the end, weathered by time,grown lean and fit through a long lifeof trying and failing. Then the hopes that remainContinue reading “Elders”

There it is again, infinitely vulnerable,infinitely strong, beautiful and gentle,something that heals and coheres without recourseto pressure, explanations, structures and rules. Love makes whole all that is brokenand because creation is the effect of loveso is re-creation, it’s not the other way aroundand I hope I don’t think I am so special that I ambeyondContinue reading “Healing”

Poetry is the art of writing forbidden words,words that coil like a ropes across the pagebinding light into sentences that can bedebated, interpreted and changed,beware of poets, they have a wayof jailing what they liberate. DF. 16-2-2021 1463

There’s another way,one that doesn’t lead to more or less,to the past or the future or sickness or health,it’s a path that goes in, in to where everything already exists,all of Creation already within, nothing left out,not even me. DF. 16-2-2021 1462

I can’t show you the wayor tell you how to find Himbut by the light in your eyesand by the radiance of your faceI can see when He’s moving within you. DF. 15-2-2021 1461