Momma bird sits
the eye of peace upon me
a pile of sticks and feathers
beneath her
gentle sky peeking
through the greenage above
A gift of love
a piece of peace
laid out before me
the delicate cherry blossoms
drifted down
to the lotus pond
each one softly
whispering
it’s mantra of “Peace”
on breezes
ever so faint
Hearts call out
in sacred silence
through the beaked lips
of joyous birds
Clearing the mind
turtle sat in silence
“Aum”
Even while little anties crawled
across her face
she tarried still
in the arms of peace
Down by the river
on a ripe Saturday,
purple clouds and azure,
happy otter drifting by,
feelings swift and fluid
flood…
Sorrow and joy mingle
in the eddies of my soul
snags of fear grab at
floating ambivalent flotsam,
smile of peace breaks free
takes flight on fluttering wing
