Field or Shelter
Our greatest happiness
is in the field of possibility
rather than the
shelter of certainty
I am certain of
my love of Spirit
and joyous about
the possibilities of life…
Soul Food
Once through the knothole
the Sun shines brighter
the bird song is sweeter
The grass is greener
in my own yard
and all around
Like squirrel munching
on the fading magnolia blossoms
I’m dining on the soul food
The blossoms of my own new history
soaking up renewed light
awakened in the joyous heart
Deep Peace
There is an eternity in every moment
Throughout the day, take a moment
for prayer and reflection
There is unending peace there…
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Deep peace rains
its misty blanket
upon my craziness
Each time
I check in with Spirit
Dancing Breezes
With birdlike beak, he sniffed the air
flapped his arms and stretched
then fluttered off to the next thought
which was very similar to the last
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In a nest of pregnant stillness
where feathered thoughts circled
enough peaceful song arose
to keep him centered and content
• • •
On breezes still or dancing
his spirit soared in noisy silence
in anticipation of yet another day
A Jar
The door is ajar
unlocked by willingness
• • •
I am a jar
ready and willing
a vessel of light
Expectant and empty
while filled to overflowing
with joy – the stuff of Love
• • •
Pushing softly with whispers
intrepid faith through fear
I open the door to greet the light
Digital Tribe
Digital connection
and all the “friend” inspection
sidesteps some detection
of our foibles and humanity
Yet, that imperfection
when under dissection
mirrors without trepidation
that which we may not see
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The tribes are growing
through electronic knowing
A screen full of faces glowing
strangers, now close, discovering
