All are Sacred

In the shadow of the moonlight
where mystery stalks our thoughts

A palpable encompassing force
creeps beside, around and through

A midnight walk in forest
A solo flight in deep wood
into dreams and deeper things

There the shadows lurk
with not a bit of timid
and sounds arise enlarged
to wreak a cacophony of fears

Still each of us remains a light
and all of us are Sacred

So every nook may be embraced
and each peaceful, joyful, thrill relished

All That Is

Who put the thought out there
with glowing lights
and propping up implements
That All that is
is limited by our limitations
That Infinity fits in a box
that All could be nothing?
• • • •
Little squirrel contemplated
All that is for a moment
Before leaping off the branch
in search of a nut

Anger’s Mirror

Looking deeply in the eyes of anger
I see myself mirrored there
with empathy
I’ve walked there
with fearful posture
I’ve treaded there
Here, I am there
And I am immersed
in Love
 
 

Vacations

On the beach under the palm
cradled by the warm sand
We listened to constant washing
of the magnificent shore
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On the beech under my palm
cuddled by the warm bark
Bug listened to constant washing
of the hose outside the palm
Vacations both,
a different experience…

The Fence

The Fence

There is a fence
‘tween ours and theirs
built long ago by humans

And each side has grown
in its own way
as if separate

In fact, we live
on common ground
and sky above is One

No matter how we perceive things
or build fences
in our minds