by Ryan Oelke | Feb 10, 2013 | Poetry
what lives in silence and storms, in the absence of desire and devotion to form? Know don’t know. what beckons in the heart of questions, in the movement of breath and resolved expression? Know don’t know. what shines on open arms and open face, in budding...
by Ryan Oelke | Feb 4, 2013 | Poetry
When searching ends, evaporating a relentless fog, releasing its dogged grip on the senses, the heart and mind are redolent with curiosity and a desire to touch all things… ah, breathe in the simplicity of being here! In this quietude can be heard the roars of this...
by Ryan Oelke | Jan 15, 2013 | Poetry
No before or after awakening, just this, neverending, with no resting point… …life is an enigmatic mystery cast upon my heart, never for me to fully know… God has become my shadow, God has become my light, Earth is taking me as her walking stick, Heaven...
by Ryan Oelke | Jul 16, 2012 | Poetry
what happens when enlightenment is no longer enough? reapers like to sing “I don’t know” below my bed. death is easy, dying, a looped crucible. I thought I would find you in the middle, somewhere between two extremes, but you’re outside of them...
by Ryan Oelke | Apr 9, 2012 | Poetry
i have unshakable conviction in the force of your ascent, burning within you, seeking daylight through your fluid movement ~ rest easy, it needs nothing save your willingness and fortitude. and their proof, dear one, their proof has long been smoldering beneath your...
