Cereus Joys of Caretaking
From the prickly situation delicate bursts of gentle beauty like love’s sweet whisper emerges in night’s darkness From the bristly service everyday full of tasks fraught with jabbing thorns of duty and grief born of love’s responsibility In the still hours...
Sequoia Dreamtime
Ancient massive trunks towering up to the sky In your own dreamtime of centuries passing While temporal flashes of color and movement from noisy two-leggeds and skittering chipmunks circulate around your roots And ravens wing through the air...
Congregation of Finches
Congregation of golden finches perched in treetops Singing full throated praises to all that is Life Individually, yet together no special ritual needed - Marshal Mckitrick
Garden Lady
Early Spring morning Sunlight and fresh air wafting through open window Someone walking through the leaves of last Fall There stands Garden Lady with two fists full of bundled brown Empowered joy shining on her face...
No Questions
Two black butterflies flitting about the treetops Early Spring blue sky Standing in the sun Grateful to be alive No questions needed In the moment Nothing else is important Just breathing and experiencing Thank you, Creator... Marshal McKitrick
Loquacious Child
Even in the most complicated situations where multiple considerations intertwine into complexities yet undetermined whether beauteous or mundane every present still the loquacious child babbling on incessantly making sense of all non-sensicalities...
Wisdom Waken
A crack in the world letting the light arrive awakening mystery amidst normal day to day shadow felled in one swoop one breaking open on dawning tell me more with lively let the wisdom waken colors dancing on the tip awareness ogled sweetly...
Warrior Woman
A beautiful cactus flower nestled amongst the thorns Strong and competent Holding awareness In the midst of unconsciousness Always blooming when needed, at the right moment A blessing to awaken those who have fallen asleep A reminder that beauty and wisdom Are...
Caterpiano
old abandoned and rusty usefulness no more still you could tell dancing fingertips once wrought harmony's fusion heels clicked and squiveled skirts skirted and whooshed terrains yet overlooked blithely measured notes now ghostly impressions ...
Birth Day
there is nothing more spiritual infused with awe and gratitude imbued with life's luscious essence of sacred breath than entrance into this world years ago in almost spring with the innate aplomb innocence and elemental grit creation's nature you appeared...