He is a visionary of peace
a troubador of compassion
and a warrior of love
Compelled by Spirit
to dance to his own rhythms
of the music in his head
Awakened poet
expanded heart
Wise man of the tribe
in stillness recharges
each day
Sound carries in muted fog
mist surrounding all
Blanketing the senses
hiding the sun
Providing intimate space
in wide open areas
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There are times
my mind is fogged
Providing the perfect opportunity
to listen
To the muted sound
of Spirit
In the wildness
where salamander scuttled
under rushing river waters
shy dear would boldly visit us
and eyes and hair as wild
In the canvas tent staked
near the crumbling foundation
of the old gold claim
Once in the past
(a moment, a day, or years ago)
our eyes met
I knew you then
as if I’d known you always
My heart expanded
aching joy and love
and I knew bliss
Forever friends
my dear sweet partner
Simple little song
birthed from the depths of complication
Rises up as bubbles do
light and charming
Freckled by truth’s simplicity
a ditty from the soul
A gift from that child
who finally stopped to play
It turns and turns
spinning threads of Spirit
for the tapestry of Life
We weave our lives
with each decision
Create patterns with family
in warp and woof
friends add color and strength
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Spinning wheel
turning me
Make me a strong thread
in their tapestry
For this moment
as I remember to breathe in
and listen to the small, still voice
I am grateful in every cell
for the wonderful gift of life
and the blessings showered upon me
right now
For this moment
I remember the power of humility
to heal me, keep me right-sized
and open the door to joy
Considering his history
he had plenty of evidence
To support his belief
that he got a raw deal
Until
that is, until
he reconsidered
Looking anew for any evidence
of what a great deal
he had gotten
That side won…
It’s so easy to count the blessings
of having you in my life
When I consider
a lifetime of days
As strings of baubles
jewels lined up
Sparkling with the light
of love and appreciation
Thank you…
When the grays go on for days
punctuated only with drizzle and splash
and life has taken to cozying up in corners
to ward off the cold
then after a while I take it personally
in my mind
This time of retreat bears
a gift of warmth inside
the tiny seed of expanding hope
in my heart
