Wild Winds

The winds came with such force ,

that the water became wildly beautiful and free .

Stone walls and cement slabs are little more than a notion during some moments like these .

Releasing old limbs , the trees  do us a favor . They  keep themselves  alive  …and wise and

ready for new growth and new life .

The winds came with such force

that I fell in love with their wildness and recognize the freeness .

Feeling the storm upon my face and more dearly in my heart’s embrace of all that is true .

I celebrate it in ancient experiences  carried all the way in the life of each cell .

I release tears , not always  for  today ,  but sometimes for moments far off  from another time

or for moments still to come .

The wildly beautiful winds that come , they churn things up ,  bringing freedom as they pass . 

 

 

 

Star to Star …

Draw a vision from star  to star to star and from to tree to tree to tree

And be .

Early morning darkness delivers promises

of expectancy an dreams coming awake and kindness from unknown places .

The sorrows that live in your breath as joys come to knock and welcoming  a flutter of

Love in your heart and suddenly there is a moment where you

are free .

Breathe Away the Waves

Breathe away the lingering notions of tulmultuous waves standing in the way . Standing at the edge of beautiful , wild dreams with eyes carrying deep visions from the past and a freshness, like  new love ,  for the present .  And when the colors change in sky  and the formations of the trees alter their  growth  go  with the winds the changes are sensed  even before they are seen .

Breathe in the sight of stars and the knowing of their far off life traveling  through space to just barely  touch ours . And when a delicate , precious sunrise  arrives perhaps we might choose a few moments  to feel the presence of the earth beneath our bare feet on the grass or the sand or the  dirt .

Breathe  out with love , Breathe in the love .

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

Hearing the Forest

Hearing the forest within my heart while a wild rabbit  darts out in front of me . Pausing for less than a moment as do my thoughts and then the wonderings and wandering begin again .

A witness to the magnificence and also a participant .  Remembering  to breath deeply,  as deeply,  as the thoughts in my mind yearn to go into the Soul .  Always  free to soar in my Soul and dance  with  spirit amongst the trees and the sky . The sky that we mirror getting us churned or sent peacefully  into a lullaby . Dear , sweet sky .

Wings unfurled and opened wide and soaring into the sky and such a sight for these eyes . In my minds eye I fly with alongside you and feel the sky .