Nature’s Glory
Once, there was a little boy
who climbed to the top
of a tree and leaned on the wind
He was exalted
in the midst of Nature
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Now, as a grown man
he still feels the glory of it!
Weaving Beauty
A vine twines
amongst the garden
Attaching, connecting
weaving beauty
May the web of life
be ever as strong
and beauteous, always
Magnolia Meditations
Gorgeous blossom
hiding place for
the squirrel today
Sprinkled over the landscape
awaiting an unknown bride tomorrow
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Aw…
two love-doves
in the garden
Come to roost
to sing their loving song
We are even more blessed!
I didn’t imagine that possible
Cavorting
Like cavorting dolphins
they flowed through life
seemingly carefree
With unabashed abandon
poking at turtles
and elbowing whales
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Exuberance abounds
in my heart of hearts
When we allow our little kids
from the inside into outside
to cavort and play
Winter’s Passing
Tulip tree popping
in the early morning
sidelong light
Looking all bright and Springy
in the stillness of chilly air
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How is it Winter’s passing
in deluge or fits and starts
is sung so sweetly at bitter end
By light and happy birds
winging crazily in praise
dancing to their own bird song?
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How is it my Spirit soars
as if I were one of them?
