C.M. Rivers
Why Am I Telling You This?
Category: Uncategorized
Refuge
By day, a daydream ponderer who never gets her fill – by night, a barefoot wanderer who’s wandering still. With the bamboo wind and a golden rain-tree, what a lucky pilgrim she shall be.
Dear Diary
You must not complain about dust. Dust becomes cloud becomes rain becomes forest becomes life, so you must not complain about dust as you wipe it from a table, books, shelves. May there be an empty space in the palm of my hand, where… Continue Reading “Dear Diary”
Connecting Poetry With Song
Originally posted on C.M. Rivers:
John Lennon’s Imagine, and Bob Dylan’s Blowin’ In the Wind are both songs that – when the music is stripped away – reveal themselves as powerful poems. They have both stood the test of time, asking the heavy…
Now and Again
Originally posted on C.M. Rivers:
Now the giraffe-like lily, turning its head to look out the window in graciousness. Now the blackberry, summer’s thimble, its shape discussed at a celestial seminar where Sun and Moon are merely attendees, two out of ten-thousand. The…
All sales support the Rainforest Alliance and One Tree Planted
Add “How To Carry Soup” to Your Goodreads List
“If every 8-year-old in the world is taught meditation, we will eliminate violence from the world within one generation.” – Dalai Lama
“May I be the tiniest nail in the house of the universe. Tiny, but useful.” – Mary Oliver
“Who has not felt the urge to throw a loaf of bread and a pound of tea in an old sack and jump over the back fence.” John Muir
C.M. Rivers 