Dappled Shadows
Quaking leaves
dancing, sparkling
dappling the shadows
Loving the sun
with all their beingness
Played a symphony
on the wind…
Perspective
A hike up the mountain
in the stillness of my mind
Where pale green buds
burst open into pink
at the perfect time
A hike with minimal effort
or scrabbling through rocky slopes
And with brilliant sunshine
and soothing blue above
Soon I reach the summit
scanning horizons of my life
Gaze with peace at the beauty
joining eagle in his flight
Winter Morning Early
Sun peeked through
ivy and bare tree branches
singing a bright and cheerful note
After all these days of grey
rose up stretching
awakening senses
Which had been asleep,
it seems, for days and days
Winter morning early
kisses my forehead
and invites me out to play
Deer Guard
In the icy fog at dusk
an intrepid herd of deer
await the arrival with patience
And stolid fortitude in silence
gathered for confidence
mingling by habit
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Deer at the gate
lay me down
Under abundant apple trees
as I silently wait
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Innocent strength here
arrives in silent vigil
Keeper of the faith
Surrounding Fog
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
