In the Golden Age,
Love is consummated
With just a look.

I look at you,
You look at me…
Cupid’s arrows fire—

And pure golden light,
Electric sweetness
Flows between
Our shining eyes

I don’t know you as well as I could,
but whenever we’ve met,
it’s been clear:
You
are a lovely soul.

And reflecting on
the sparkling waters of friendship

Two brass disks
Buddhist chimes
Dangling concave down
either
end
of
a
string
Sanskrit of cosmic meaning
Embossed around
Their convex tops

We all pretend; some act it well…
We know what’s going on.
But can you claim you broke the spell—
the looking glass response?

For how we think, the words we say
are what our peers expect;

Safe inside my latest womb,
I’d left behind my thousandth tomb
and sworn to gods I’d get it right this next time.

Then I was born; they took a sword—
They struck my back, they cut the cord,
and I forgot again where I arose from.

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I’m happy to announce my poetry book FINDING OUT is now available as an AudioBook. I recorded it at Sanctuary Studios on Salt Spring Island, and it is available on Audible, Kobo, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, etc.

As Ernest Hemingway said, the mystery of writing is to express feelings so that the reader has the same emotion. Check out my video here.

Enjoy, John Cowhig

I’m delighted to announce my poetry book, Finding Out (recently published as an eBook) is now available in paperback .

I had the privilege of being interviewed recently on the webinar: TM Talks. The lively conversation covered my 17 years working with Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, founder of the Transcendental Program, my upcoming memoir trilogy, Satsang Junkie: The Adventures of a Baby Boomer, and my recently published poetry book, Finding Out.