Moon had gone to bed
off to play in dreamland
on the other side
Stars were hiding-seek too well
as if they’d dropped from the sky
• • •
In darkness thick as rabbit fur
we traversed the wood
Listening to the breath of silent wind
feeling the way with bared feet
With eyes closed and hearts open
and the simple faith of trusting children
Until, at last, we arrived home
without a scratch or trepidation
There’s no need, dear heart
to stomp and storm
Nor declare loudly
your willingness to listen
Simply crack the door open
–that is all that’s necessary–
the light will flood through
Crack the door open
hear the symphony
in the silence
See the glorious light
throughout the dark

on the surface of our mother
in the cities built by man
many times it is so easy
to forget from whence we came
though the voices whisper
in our inner ear at times
when the silence helps us hear
urgings so sublime
yet the honks and sirens blowing
and the rush of day to day
may detour our awareness
keep quiet guidance at bay
so this mothers day I’m suggesting
take a moment to check in
feel the earth and all creation
and then earnestly within

Awakening…
small voice becoming
recognizable in the din
of every day
of everyone
Hearing the whispers
of the small one
lean into the listening
walking softly
on my path