beauty

Tanzania

Emotions vie for attention The wolf of fear is trying To conquer The wolf of love As both reside within The wolf of love is winning Fed by Tanzania The Holy Ground Called Ngorongoro Crater The Hallowed Plains Called Ndutu National Park The Sacred Land Of the Serengeti Being present Hearing the birds sing, TheContinue reading “Tanzania”

Are You Scared?

Broken BranchPrecariously perchedUpon your rockyHomeA dry island within Chilly October watersWhat is your story?You carry scarsYour bark Has beenStripped awayYou have been CleavedFrom your tree Of lifeBeavers have feastedUpon youYour pointed tipTheir signatureNow points heavenwardAre you lonelyAs youLanguish uponThe solid slab of rockGrounded in river’s bed?Are you cold?Scared?Or, maybe delightedTo have a perchTo rest uponAContinue reading “Are You Scared?”

I Believe

“I believe that I shall see the good things of the Lord in the land of the living.” Psalm 27:13In this imperfect world ofViolence, greed, hateDeception, exploitation, Political upheaval,Natural disasters, IllnessMy visionCan be blurredImages are smearedHazy, cloudedLike seeing throughA window draped And dirtiedBy smog.But behind that curtainDeep withinThe hidden recessesOf my soul,My spiritEnduresSometimes a mereContinue reading “I Believe”

Do You Worry or Simply Accept?

Do You Worry or Simply Accept?There is wisdomTo be foundIn the quiet Of the forestThe shadowOf the beech leafImposes itself upon the mapleA dark ovoid shapeWith a peak holeThrough whichShines a beam of lightThe imageSwishesWith staccato graceAcross the five-pointed leafLeaving no traceOf where it has touchedLike an eclipseIt blocks the sunAs it gives way ToContinue reading “Do You Worry or Simply Accept?”

Little Sunapee

Soothing soundsCaress my spiritRefresh my soulThe waters tumbling over the damJoining the stream below Create a melody of peaceThe birds, twittering, chirpingTweeting and singingLend a happy riffThe air,Purified by the treesHumbly standing sentryAt lake’s edgeAnd cooled by the waters of the lakeRejuvenatesAnd heals As I sip deeplyImbibing joyThe beautyOf the families of waterfowlFurry balls ofContinue reading “Little Sunapee”

Midnight black feathersGlistening with a sheen of brilliancePull me into friendshipIntimacy of conversationsShared in the darkYour loyalty and dedicationTo your offspringInspire and reassureTestimony to kindness in the worldAs you hunt unceasinglyTo feed your youngThe intricacy of The checkerboard patternOf the underside of your tail feathersAdds an Unexpected beautyAnd complexityIn flight,From belowYour brick red breastClaims allContinue reading “Beauty”

Promise

Oh, to be a pine coneHanging upon tree’s highest branchSeparate, beautifulEach scale distinguishableAgainst the cerulean skyClustered togetherResiding in a copse of conesAre they protecting each otherAs they face nature’s fury?Wind, rainSnow and crisping sunThey clingUndisturbedTreetop conesAre the first To witness morning’s lightAnd twilight’s first starWhen still young and smallTheir scales are open Ready to receiveContinue reading “Promise”

In the Shadow

The path of the moonAs it travels across The life-sustaininggaseous orbis rivetingas the black archcuts away the edge of the orange globethen, like molasses on a cold winter dayit travels onuntil totally obscuring the SunMid-day brilliance turns to duskHats are donnedJackets pulled closeAs the mercury plungesThere is mystery hereCausing silence amongstThose gathering in this nestInContinue reading “In the Shadow”

Surprise!

Is it truly less beautifulIn March?The flakes are hurtling through the airCovering the land with fullers whiteEach flake a crystalline work of artReady to sacrifice self as it is joins with othersCreating a snowy comforter atop the land.The spring birdsCluster at the feedersLooking for protectionAnd sustenanceOnly their hunger couldCoerce me out on this blustery morningCladContinue reading “Surprise!”

Friction Creates Strength

From the silver bunAtop her dainty, thoughtful faceTo her rhythmic feetDancing as one On the spinning wheel pedalShe enters into the work of creationShe plants seeds of tomorrowAs she tends to sheepGrazing in the meadowOthers shear them for herUnder her watchful eye, I imagineRaw, washed woolFills her basket nowLying in bunchesIt looks like matted clumpsContinue reading “Friction Creates Strength”