Author: Matt Williamson

Prostrations to the Guru

Upon a throne of gold and jewels the guru sits, his eyes closed is effortless, illuminated meditation.

The sun has been down for more than an hour, but it is still hot. There is a soft breeze, blowing through the upper branches.…

Last night I dreamed that I was sitting on a high branch in the Universe Tree. The branches span galaxies. Nebula float in and around…