haiku: releasing
sitting in zazen
after too long an absence
my body cries AHHHHH!
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 13, 2021
photo by author

haiku: releasing
sitting in zazen
after too long an absence
my body cries AHHHHH!
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 13, 2021
photo by author

poem: crossing paths, intertwining, all aglow, letting go
moving at the speed of mindfulness, intent, and purpose
my love and I drift through these days in the sea of here and now
with the greatest care in every breath, every step, every touch
here amongst the majesty of Earth Home on this night,
under the spinning Milky Way, hints of Autumn to come,
the smell of salty seas and only sound the Earth’s moan
the slow rise and fall of breath,
soft whispers of comforting reassurance,
the souls of kin, friends, and ancestors all aglow
intertwined like fragile vines through the seasons of life,
since that first crossing what seems like another lifetime,
now holding more tightly than ever before
then the life ship sails on slipping its Earthly bonds,
upon the Cosmic voyage, beloveds depart,
into the Bardo luminosity of the one True nature
passing in the dark night,
crossing paths,
intertwining, all aglow, letting go
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 10, 2021
art image ‘Night Crossing’ by Regina Valluzzi

in the reprieve
following the onslaught
of our mortality
detecting their is
a sweet spot in the tartness
of our aging
things s l o w d o w n
having more intimate time
for one another
our rambles shrink
to a home and a field
comfortable in its familiarity
there is a touch
of surrealism
expanding our consciousness
a touch of lament,
prophetic vision, and hope
in things to come
and a renewed creativity
witnessing the wisdom
one has hard earned
so now in this in-between place
coming into one’s Self fully
and walking one another Home
faith sustains us preparing
for unseen things to come
in our Cosmic Journey
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 7, 2021
photos by Herb Stone
Author’s note: I wrote this poem
just after my wife’s stroke from which
she is now recovering nicely despite
its challenges. Our 50th. year
anniversary approaching in November.


poem: and now it is in the hǣlan
and so in our aging
suffering the upward fall again
in this cruciform world both broken and whole
holding the tensions deep in our souls
resolving them within
Reconciling, Transforming, Creating the new thing
being present with ‘what is’
seeing how it can bring us closer
to renewed wholeness: Mind, Body, Spirit
once again finding our Self
re-balancing the tensions of
Creation, Life, and Love
mindful of Relationships, Community, Cosmos
responsible for hǣlan one another
with compassionate intent (not duty)
now let the hǣlan begin
all in harmony Self, Neighbor, Creator
walking each other Home again
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 4, 2021
art images: Shamanic Healing Hands Art
by Maria Sabina
Jesus healing Peter’s mother-in-law
Illumination in the Gospel
of the Abbess Hitda of Meschede
Author’s note: hǣlan is Old English for
healing. This poem is inspired upon my
wife experiencing a stroke from which she
is currently recovering nicely but not without its challenges.








