Beauty
the beauty noticed
pierced his toughened armor
Allowing the brightness of Love
to stir his soul
Destination Unknown
On the road to some unknown dreaming…
Beauty peace and thrill
all plentiful-road stands
on familiar byways
Landscape speckled
with billboards of consciousness
selling truths
of a deep and meaningful nature
Experiences sprinkled
with meals spent with friends
and relatives on warm evenings
fed by the soul
Yes!
I say Yes!
(even when I don’t like it)
I say Yes!
(though it’s not according to my plan)
I say Yes!
(too good to be true)
I say Yes!
(with open arms, ready)
I say Yes!
to God’s will
Blessed day in Great Mystery
Yes!!!
In the Now
Gladly involved in fun
and fun-ness inspired
tip-toeing on fence tops
chasing the twittering birds
as they flutter by
Silly is as silly does
even on task-ness
as in basking in the sun
Tail flicking at air nits
relaxed readiness…
Alive!
Rose
Consider
the rose
even the most perfect
each petal
unique in its curl and turn
ruffled expression
Flaws glorified
by sweet aroma
and presentation
as part of the whole
All one in beauty
Rose
Blessing Song
Gathered beneath the trees,
the flowered ones
huge and majestic
there
on that knob of a hill
where sun baked thoughts
of lazing about
or travel on yachts
played
There we sang
in full resonant force
of life and with zest
Our voices blessing the landscape
like coyotes in the distance
and there we awoke
a new dream
Simple Song
A simple song, really
threads it’s way
throughout my consciousness
embeds itself with ease
in the intricate corners
so that at every turn
of phrase or moment
there it pops up
sparks epiphanies
inciting insights
Herstory
Tell me a story
Of herstory in balance
where all the heroes
are peaceful
and the lowly
are thriving in joy
Then let us work together
or, even better, play
to make this a reality story
for our children’s children’s children
Beginning
On the lone hillside
green going on for miles
the single massive oak
luxuriates in worship of the sun
toe roots buried deep
——–
To sit there in similar fashion
soak up the sun’s rays
buried in deep verdant velvet
at rainbow’s end?
No, it is the beginning…
Magnolia
Through the window
and all the shades of green
a single spot of creamy white
like the orb of the moon
on a soft summer night
The very first pearl of the year
luminescent
harbinger of joyous celebration
on jeweled crown
Magnolia grandiflora
magnificence in perfection
almost too sweet for the eye