Swetha Amit's "The Tea Prayer" is a meditation on the routine and ritualistic simplicity of making and savoring a cup of hot green tea.
Lithuanian poet Lina Buividavičiūtė's prose poem "A Housewife's Opus Magnum" reveals a holiness discovered in simplicity and domesticity.
Christy's poem "Meditation" is a simple Zen-like offering, equating breathing with the tides, and also highlighting oneness and interconnection.
Nicole Grace's "One Note" is a sensory exploration of contemplation, alive with natural and meditative imagery.
Seemingly a lesson in simplicity and silence, Hiatt O'Connor's wonderful poem Waiting for Gravity is, in fact, a work of layers.
Suzanne Eaton's windchimes is a meditative discourse on wind and sound, and the tranquility and openness manifested by the simple act of stillness.
BY JOHN BRANTINGHAM Sunset comes late in High Sierra Summers, and by the time it does, I’m usually done for the day.
With her poem No Name, Marsha Warren Mittman details the transition from urban to rural living, and coming to embrace and become one with new experiences.
BY VINCENT PUZICK I remember the smell of toast. I was in the middle of my morning minutes of Transcendental Meditation when my mother got home from her graveyard shift at the hospital.
In Hirshfield's poem, calamity turns to calmness when things turn into themselves, a principle that goes to the heart of transformative practice.