Joy
old creases deepen
as a smile comes unbidden
to his weathered face
–
morning glory
blossom opens
to greet the sun
old creases deepen
as a smile comes unbidden
to his weathered face
–
morning glory
blossom opens
to greet the sun
hatred is poison
turning ignorance and fear
into pure evil
–
meandering river
crocodiles wait
just below the surface
the wetland chorus
a glorious counterpoint
to my daily grind
–
a Hooded Warbler
wakes me with
flights of fancy
no matter how far
the vanishing road takes me
I always return
–
nirvana awaits
yet I’m not
quite ready
shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm
–
frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky
black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls
–
a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard
lacy wings dry while
the husk of its former self
tumbles to the ground
–
an oak seedling
seeks purchase
in the leaf litter
when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun
–
old driftwood
a salamander
basking
the sun’s departure
as the day draws to a close
burns the ombré sky
–
fireflies
against the
dawn of night
after the bowl sings
so peacefully sits the monk
in meditation
–
calm water
reflective of
inner peace