Singular Blossom
Like an orchid
the rare beauty of his life
blossomed singularly
In contrast to the stark stem
of the daily rut
Which provided him
sustenance and grounding
else, he might drift
The Waiting Joy
(Dedicated to all of the mothers in waiting; past, present, and future.)
Momma Bird sings
as she sits
Sings internally
in her patience
and the waiting joy
This song is louder
than the whistling outer song
or the mourner's call
Yet only heard
by patient heart
Seed of Change
Like a seed of change
his inspiration
took root in his actions
Ever connecting
his consciousness
with Spirit
Fox is Fox
Fox crept up on hen house
hiding his brilliance
in shadows and stealth
Moving smoothly
with nary a squeak
or crack of a twig
Seeking only
a way into dinner
at the diner
To feed his own fur
and his family's
Fox is being the best fox he can
Delighted Face
So, there I was
caught in a summer rain
Clouds and mist to the left of me
rainbow on my right
My face delighted
washed gently by God
My heart filled up
every fiber tingled, alive
When I awoke
to the blessedness of the moment
