this thought
surely has been
and will be thought again
fractals of humankind’s musings
Echoed
this thought
surely has been
and will be thought again
fractals of humankind’s musings
Echoed
sunset
held between clouds
and this mountainous earth
draws my presence into the light
beyond
this light
that catches clouds
as they blow quickly by
brings a winter glow - golden and
misty
orchid
with your orange
and red hues in winter
looking out my window at birds
beauty
scrub jay
hide your gems there
in the pots on the porch
or in the moss of the oak tree
treasure
morning
brings us to light
from depth of the mind
an awareness of being - breath
and sight
waxwing
I hear you there
with your peeps and your squeaks
passing berries along the line
such play
just play
that game and smile
be the child that you are
be the naturalist, a seer
of life
oh moon
where have you been?
the earth beneath my feet
and the clouds above obscure you
come back
I run
with the breath of
so many runners that
ran generations before me
of time
here snipe
my friend at dusk
hiding in the tall grass
a gift to see you here today
hidden
morning
you have sent me
a dearest friend - a crow
to bless me with conversation
I smile
tundra
you send us birds
for our winters to watch
visitors to lighten the grey
a joy
these oaks
among golden
grasses and marsh
diffuse the sunlight in forest
to awe
coded
stitch knit and purl
form a message of warmth
with your loving hands create this
beanie
to love
that moment when
you become aware that
you are thinking differently now
- to learn
up there
in the branches
you can perch at sunset
to soak in those last beams of light
for warmth
duet
you hoot in trees
with my ears between you
please tell me of your day as the
sun sets
pressure
of yourself and this
earth in which you exist
kissing the ground with your being
in thanks
like rocks
that wash ashore
for but a single tide
you find yourself in a moment
be here
these fields
of your mind - soul
have grasses that whisper
to the robins of your heart - to
sunbathe
my bird
my little bird
I love to watch you play
the absolute joy of a bath
is light
silence
is when this mind
stops hearing all the sounds
both internal and external - then
it's quiet
breathe out
between the trees
in the mists of quiet
thoughts - present and yet of nothing
breathe in
a day
for pausing - breathe
a day to watch your thoughts
to contemplate the little things
and clouds
ist forms
on evening
condensing on the last
golden glow of winter's warm light
difuse
soft wool
between fingers
forms loops of a structure
that leans, folds, manifests through nodes
and links
music
connects these feet
these arms, this body here
to nature, to the spirit, mind
in beats
you moons
oh, jupiter
shine brightly next to ours
on this winter night - geese in flight
this sky
tree tops
fill with your calls
from one to the next tree
passing the moon, catching the sun
in flight
winter
branches reach out
in the cold evening
towards the last light and waxing moon
to touch
flying
you play on wind
feathers in a river
of current - an eloquent dance
with clouds
you root
deep in this ground
to bring yourself to sky
letting currents of wind flow through
branches
small friend
I see you there
my ruby-crowned kinglet
as you flit and dance in the moss
at dusk
fiber
between fingers
is but a medium
to be sculpted with lines of code
knitting
this mind
drifts to beauty
even as my body
walks through these woods – fantasy in
layers
misty
this obscured road
focuses the present
hidden are the future and past
in clouds
river
you are so full
from the gathering rain
flowing from the fabric folds of
this earth
just stop
and wait right here
for a moment - listen
and the birds might just manifest
in song
deepen
in this stretch here
of self, of mind, body
to find the areas to work on
and grow
silence
is now a state
of mind only - not ears
a deliberate practice - breathe
to quiet
the wind
flows through branches
carrying scents of sea
of mountains, of forest, of life
a dream
silence
is now a state
of mind only - not ears
a deliberate practice - breathe
to quiet
cooper's
you clever bird
hiding, waiting, watching
for the right moment to take flight
and eat
a break
in clouds this night
to sneak out the backdoor
and glimpse at stars - celestial
wonder
my friend
sits in my oak
and observes this small home
every morn, coffee with a crow
perfect
mist sits
in this valley
in a space between light
at dawn with the moon looking on
in thought
this rain
is an ocean
that has changed its state - form
and travelled the sky - just to be
with you