I Saw You Dancing Last Night
“I saw you dancing last night near the roof of this world…”
Paintings & their Inspirations
Harmony That Passed Beyond Hearing
“…and the music and the echo of the music went out into the Void, and it was not void…”
Giving To Them Sight When Before There Was Only Hearing
“…And he showed to them a vision, giving to them sight when before there was only hearing…”
Find Where Your Soul Is Hidden
I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty.
Essential to Our Unfolding
The claims made upon us by the hard work of love are bigger than life and essential to our unfolding…
Into the Depthless Source
All things are the body of the violin, filled with murmuring darkness.
I Will Make A City of Your Smile
I will receive your glance as a fountain in which things can disappear and above which the sky trembles, both eager and afraid to fall in.
A Handful of Inwardness
the secrecy of fate and the darkness of Earth at evening-
Ripples Through You Like a Promise
Amidst the swell I can see only you…
I Claim My Ashes
I danced till my ashen covered feet sparked the ember in the tinder of possibility…
Your Heart Beats Inside A Sacred Drum
The stones and stars envy the movements of your legs and tongue…
To A Ship a Coastline, To the Shore the Sea
To each of us you reveal yourself differently: to the ship as coastline, to the shore as a ship…
Our Yearning Music Builds
Although we never even touched I feel ravaged & raw with knowing…
Deep With Winds of Homecoming
Waking up in the morning with the scent of you buried beneath my nails…
I Lift My Eyes All Night to the Moon
She moves the tides and laughs as we think we can shield our hearts from her magnetic pull…
The Promise of Union With You Has Kept Me Alive
The Promise of union with You has kept me alive, And fearing separation from You, many deaths I have died
A Sherpaless Path
Firmly traversing my path I appreciate the things along the trail- the smells, sounds, colours, the brightness & the darkness, the fertile silences…
I Wander In the Thousand Winds
grasp the ripened fruit of it, and revel in the juices that escape your eager lips, running down your chin…
A Song Only A God Could Bear To Hear
Would you recognize the voice of your own Soul? Shouldn’t you?
Haunted By Echoes of Your Scent & Whispered Fragments of Your Voice
my final love poem to you will be written across my soul in the strong script of my beating heart
Elizabeth Weber 