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  • Convergence

    In the center of the villageseven dusty paths converge. An old man livesin a thatched hut that standsjust to the West. He watches and listensas each travelercompletes the journey. Older than the forest,more patient than the ocean,more stately than cranes,he… Continue reading

  • Forever Fasting

    Gorge yourselfone final timeon the delicaciesof the world Then fast forever,living only onthe exhalations of God. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • What I’m Looking For

    That thing you've been looking for?That feeling of completeness,    the wholeness,    that satisfaction that eludes you? Guess what!You already have it. You already arewhat you are looking for. Repeat after me:"I amwhat I am looking for." I amwhat… Continue reading

  • The Middle of Imagination

    In the middle of imaginationlies a field where clover growswhere I am free to wander,to lie down and inhalethe green, growing goodnessand know life unbound;my spirit swellswith the utter, unfettered joyof non-commitment. I observethe unconscious desire to breathe–in and out–in and… Continue reading

  • Light

    Light suffuses him.It squeezes from his poreslike toothpaste from a million, microscopic tubes.It hurts, like reverse injections.He suffers light. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Balm

    Our Garden of Edenis realand waits for uswithin a circleof burning fields. Reaching Paradisedemands sacrifice–a long walk through searing heat,watching our skin char and peel,smelling our blackening flesh,knowing the burn of loss. And then…the cool shade of ancient elms,the sloshing… Continue reading

  • I Danced

    As a childI danced with angelsaround the golden-waxed table    in our dining room,and in green-washed summer-air    beneath white-barked beeches,and on a shell-shaped cotton bath mat    behind our closed bathroom door,and yes,on the head of a pin. Do you believe this? Text and image… Continue reading

  • Write Your Own Blog! (Part 2)

    I'm on a personal retreat for a few days, so I'm inviting you, the reader, to write the blog yourself. You might consider what Jewel sings in her moving song "Hands" (by Jewel Kilcher and Patrick Leonard):     "In the end, only kindness matters.    In… Continue reading

  • So What Is Good?

    One morning, in the middle of many weeks of struggling with work issues, self-doubts and an uncertain job future, I asked myself, "Okay, given all that and how unpleasant it is, what is good right now?" This was the answer:… Continue reading