Reading · learning to dance with stone

Today, a poem and a song to share… …

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coming…
new moon frees the black
mind chatter dissolves with breath
earth-root lifts my heart
—haiku by weaver x

‘drumming up the sun’ at dawn, trout lake, vancouver | photo by weaver © 2010

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though, here it is…
i thought it had left.
 slipped slowly out
    while i was too busy
       holding everything else.
          the paint dried up
             sweet songs went still
                my favourite brush
                   kinda heavy to lift.
                     though, here it is,
                     without fail in-
                   side my calm breathing
                 between still gaps
               a line, a light
           a leaf turning
         never lost.
       just waiting
      tirelessly,
    for me to
  just stop
counting.


—weaver © 2026

Below, jammin’ a chant called ‘blessed am i’ on frame drum, come sing with me!

blessed am i, holy am i, i am the infinite within myself, i can find no beginning, i can find no end, oh, this i am! oh, this i am! oh, this i am!

though, here it is…

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