Friday, February 13, 2009

Our sense of purpose
Defines much of life’s journey
Its treasures as well

Sun seasoned with warmth
Urges the ground to divide
Spilling spring flowers

Running down the beach
Chester charts a broken path
Scattering the birds

Family photograph
So many smiling faces
Sometimes are they sad?

Rising at greeting
Waves pass straight through at meeting
Their own reflection

Log bleaching in sun
Your body broken branchless
Lost from your forest

Diamonds dance lightly
Brightly reflecting the sun
Stream takes no notice

The flowers and leaves
Buds that will burst on their trees
Move toward their moment

Awakening heart
In a world that surrounds me
Now touching my soul

Brown skin and bright eyes
With a warm smile that’s so wide
You are beautiful

I love my children
They fold meaning into life
Beyond good teachers

Wind stole the bird song
Rain silenced the summer grass
Winter shadows stretch

Sand is everywhere
That is how a rock wanders
In tiny pieces

Life is just as real
Inside a salty tide pool
As the open sea

The moss and the tree
Growing together as one
Balanced in their need

Sea anemone
Unfolded in its tide pool
Unafraid of fish

Starfish under rock
Fashoning your travel plans
For the tide’s return

Senses awaken
To the the fragrant Ocean breeze
Rustling dry grass

Gentle disturbance
Disconnects parts from the whole
That slowly float back

Mirror images
Hard mountain /\ soft mountain
Both touching the pond

Doing as she must
Patience is a morning dove
Tending to her nest

Patient drum of life
Your ever-present heart beat
I play back to you

Real life adventure
Lies under every foot-fall
Inside every breath

I must keep it bright
As I walk along this path
Fragile little flame

The oak tree stands strong
Steady in its grassy field
Washed in spring flowers

Old memories wake
As I walk through this place
Where I slept a child

Bright yet so serene
The tide of colored flowers
Under gentle cows

We leave our children
What we give to them right now
When we touch their soul

Then I realized
If I free a butterfly
So must I a soul

Grinding up the beans
Putting water in the pot
Smell the coffee brew

Love is not wasted
Wherever it springs to life
It changes our world

Wise medicine man
Help our hearts open to feel
The life around us

Let me feel and see
The truth that belongs to me
Hidden in this mist

There are many paths
That can lead to the same place
Where we are set free

An eagle’s feather
Circles down toward the ground
Captured by a wave

Rock in the water
Did you choose this place to rest
Silent for so long

Where did it come from
Does boulder ever wonder
Where is it going

So very ancient
You were here before the ice
Can you remember

Combing through the mist
You stood here before the ice
So far before time

The life force in you
Is the same as is in me
We just look different

A steady heart beat
Deep in an ancient forest
Is it yours or mine

I am so happy
Just to be here with you now
Walking together

Rock earth water tree
Voices from the landscape Call
Through the morning mist

My clumsy presence
Unnoticed out of water
To fish as they spawn

Hold your hands right here
Can you feel the tree straining
Dancing with the wind

Yes they all have names
But they won’t come when they’re called
These trees are stubborn

Alive in this place
One drum among so many
That play the same song

Steelhead returning
Already paired with a mate
Preparing to spawn

My heart is beating
Yet I find nothing to say
Struck down like these trees

Eagle must take it
But salmon needs to be free
Fragmenting to eggs

Web spun by spider
Its sagging catch of diamonds
Sun on autumn dew

Hiding in the world
On the trunk of a huge fir
A small moth is still

Past history takes flight
Like a raven from its branch
Leaving no shadow

Watching silently
Smoke rising from the embers
Dancing with my thoughts

Rising cloud of mist
Magic song of silver breath
Whale returns below

Your breath and my breath
Merging over the water
A silent embrace

Your scent lingers here
Tangled in moonlit branches
Of flowering plum

Two dancing flames touch
Combining then withdrawing
Each changed forever

Breathe old flames to life
The passionate reunion
Of separate souls

Crooked legged crow
Broken gait so hard to watch
Beautiful in flight

I wait and wonder
Is this friendship meant to be
Hoping and wishing

Sleeping mountain air
Curling round my feather bed
Hiding from the frost

Songs so beautiful
What would ever make them fight
Three birds on a branch

When I walk with you
I feel your love for this land
And share that with you

Finding small treasures
Simple unexpected gifts
Enriching our life

Sometimes a problem
Expected as an outcome
Just fails to arrive

Trees don't get confused
If it is an apple tree
Then it grows apples

When I was a child
A yellow climbing rose grew
Up past my window

Autumn Orange Rose
Spring Bloom with Summer Perfume
Better than Ever

Try to smell the rose
Just for what it is and not
For what we wish it were

Daisies and clover
Days after the lawn is cut
Return like a tide

Fractured ground between good friends
How deep this fissure

Pure water from a raindrop
Leaves its dust behind

It has burst open
A great gray cloud of sadness
I feel it deeply

The rustle of leaves
Rises and falls with the breeze
That seals my eyes shut

Messenger of rain
Sweet wind outrunning the storm
Spill a stolen drop

Once first needs are met
I can hear and see and feel
New and gentle things

Warm scent of dry pine
Over the splash of rainbow
Under call of hawk

Crystals in a cloud
Looking down from far above
Know their winding stream

This force that draws us
Like a raindrop to its stream

Wider and deeper
Flows the stream that we follow
On our path through life

The paper thin moon
A chalky white reflection
Above morning sky

Frog bounces his call
Across a glassy calm pond
Hidden in the trees

Moment to moment
Feeling love and compassion
Sunshine and raindrops

Sweet warm blackberries
Weighing down their summer canes
Stained with summer's height

Life needs us to choose
With each footstep that we make
The sun or the moon

Teaming with Life
Brewing in a summer pond
Bright new beginnings

Bright star draws my eye
Bringing light to the moment
Round-belly moon laughs

Sweet Cottonwood scent
Heavy in the morning mist
Sleeps on the red marsh

Found by morning's light
Marble statue warms to life
Air like silk on skin

Butterfly in flight
Vulnerable with beauty
Finds an open door

A gentle knowing
It has been there all the time
The warmth and the light

Missing your warm touch
I opened the seaside door
To a summer sun

Ask the garden sun
What adventures might be there
Where the breeze comes from

Knowing you are there
I float thistle-down on breeze
Bringing you this rose

Butterfly emerged
From a tattered chrysalis
Freedom in her heart

Unable to sleep
I let shadows play for me
On my moonlit wall

Your scent still lingers
Even though the shadow’s changed
Where I lay my head

Summer adventure
My magic oar stirs the clouds
Round my wooden boat

Floating on water
Flat shimmering images
scatter at my touch

My ship rules this pond
And all things that live here
In my adventure

Just for a second
I saw through the reflection
To another world

I need to return
And float my boat on that pond
Where I knew the truth

Seeking to retrieve
Something that was left behind
In that other world

Resting on the shore
At a perfectly shaped beach
Sitting beside you

Colors on fall leaves
Even in the autumn rain
Will not wash away

This ancient forest
Lives in a deeper silence
Can you feel its truth

Mountain’s hem of cloud
Is dragging through its forest
Misting every tree

Forest and the fish
Together changing color
Bright in autumn’s rise

Autumn excitement
Spending all its energy
Celebrating life

Golden Autumn Leaf
Did you see me standing here
Watching as you fell

My path leads me here
It seems clear that I must go
Just my weightless soul

Cold and still drowsy
A timeless land slowly stirs
To winter's morning

A young woman's breath
Arrested for one moment
Longing for her life

Fashioning new dreams
To float out onto the lake
Settle where they will

Young tree standing still
At the foot of family
Listening to birds

Late Autumn guardian
Standing with our family
Over fallen leaves

Young forest master
stands in a circle of friends
learning of their ways

Emperor of kings
This tree among the forest
Unaware of time

Forest guardian
Standing on a mossy floor
Makes a careful step

On this wooden bench
I sit among spring daisies
All facing the sun

See the western sky
The sun sizzles in the sea
While clouds burn orange

Peaceful night river
Lightly floats the reflection
Of my silver moon

In yesterday’s sun
I never did imagine
Snow would fall today

Dreamless winter bark
Cracked by buds that blush with spring
Full of new life

Goodnight and sleep well
Peaceful dreams in neverland
Wrapped in violet light

Autumn's bright colors
Richer in the day's last light
Pale before the moon

Wet and winter blue
Ancient island washed by sea
Draped in evening sky

Your garden fountain
Splashes a joyful welcome
Greeting all who come

Old Friends together
Excitedly share new things
In the sun's warm light

Passion reflecting
The colored trees of autumn
Surrounding the pond

Surrender yourself
To the winds of your seasons
Delight the moon's tide

Like a symphony
The world is full of movement
Bathing us in change

On winter’s white breath
The soft whistles of widgeon
Scatter fallen leaves

White sound of water
Rushing over river rocks
Steals the forest’s voice

Cold river water
Smoothing ancient river rock
Glistens in the sun

Waving in winter
The golden dry river grass
Rustles to the sun

No comments:

Post a Comment