• Angel
  • Stepping Into the Sunlight
• Sylvia B.
  • Just Another Day
  • Happiness & Joy
• Anonymous
  • The "Falling" Bridge (art)
• Anthony Baez
  
  • Utmost Vehicle Zen
  • Fear
• Carla
  
  • Other Voices
• Daud
  
  • An Open Letter From a Political Prisoner
• Emil
  
  • Maitreya Project Essay
• Juan
  
  • Greetings to the Coleman Sangha
• Amos King
  [Executed February 26th, 2003
  by the sovereign state of Florida]
  • Dear Henri
  • Letter to a Ten Year Old
  • Some Reflections
• Ellis Matthews
  
  • Reflection
  • Unresolved Issues!
  • Message From A Fool
  • Everyone Needs Healing
  • Dead Sea of Dreams
  • Is This Your Situation
• Mitch Medford
  
  • My Story
• Joseph Vivona
  
  • Do as I Say, Not as I Do: A Recipe for Disaster
• Amy N.
  
  • Till Death Do We Part
  • Clouds In Your Coffee

Inmate Voices
By Carla

I have found the one I searched for
Growing in a forest where all -- is rained on
The voices heard in the depth of the night
Are gentle spirits - that speak wisely of blight
The truths they know - prove - my journey will go on forever;
There are simple rules that give reasons to the clever
In this dark world of shadows and dazzling mist -
the jewels of love, and truth exist.
The earth that I step on, to reach that precious root -
Has tender moisture:
A sweet texture, beneath any boot
There are the streams of sun;
They are all we have to lead the way.
I know all I must do, is follow one particular ray
The day comes closer to its end; this chance I cannot miss!
When suddenly, I realize, this very walk, is the treasure that is.