Tag Archives: Poetry

Flowing Waters

Close to home water flows , slightly risen above the surface and yet reaches deeply

into one’s soul .

Sounds , eyes closed , of timelessness and possibility .

Light , eyes open , both playful and solemn .

Observance may become storytelling and a meditation with nature a poem as a guide .

Walking Through the Hours

Meandering through a global pandemic as if at any moment a beautiful , wild river will appear and cleanse the world from disease and dis – ease . Imagining the rapids roaring and mighty , surging onward , around twists and turns . The exhilarating force setting the heart free .

Slowly entering each day , it’s beginning unsure , then suddenly going all in . Questioning at least once each day ” do the unmasked notice the masked the way that the masked notice them ?” Life is a flow of change that does not judge and simply is . But in our choices we judge and claim for ourselves superiority .

Walking singularly through the hours there is an enormity of space for observations and for thoughts to wander and grow . Leap frogging from one to another and forming connections in the spaces left open by a global pandemic .

Silence . Remembering the lives that are lost in silence while the sounds of life , given a reprieve from man’s creations , are magnificent and subtle . How much can be heard in a single moment of silence ?

Or perhaps a look towards the night sky and imagining the timelessness of life . It’s beauty lives on through the science and miracle of light . the unknown and the known intertwined in a dance touching stars and planets and human hearts here on earth .

There is peace to be had in a pause and in a single breath . And in reflection as well as in action . Our thoughts , words and deeds live on beyond any single moment . Like imagining the rapids that go on and on .

What Does It Require to Alter Perception ?

The lie of victimhood having emboldened frustration tries to justify death . Each sacred breath divvied up into worthy or expendable …what’s next ?

It’s time to remind that free speech is responsibility . Not a weapon for one’s own use .

We are limitless in what and how we create and those that choose actions grounded in truth , integrity and compassion lead the way for longevity for the human race .

Experiences hold a key to changing perceptions and when ….that’s not on the table

where do we go from here ?

The soul of humanity is being fully explored . It’s light and it’s darkness are rising to the surface . Meeting face to face and discerning it’s direction .

When the dark comes knocking then it’s time to look and time to rise .

Time to make changes with fearlessness .

Solstice

Walking along the shoreline away from the light .

It had been hidden from sight .

Slowly pausing , my feet upon he sand , I turned around to see the beautiful shifting

in the sky .

The water calm and shimmering and the clouds giving way to the sun’s light

like a delicate dance heading into the night .

In View

It’s so often right in view . The glorious beauty and mystery of life interwoven with past, present and future into one thread . That thread connects us all . The layers of living moving through time and space as one and yet still all at once .

The beauty and the mystery forever intertwined in each breath .

Spirit in the Waves

The water invites one’s woes to be carried away ,

as it lightens the spirit and frees ancient aches so that they soar into the heavens .

Relentless rains and their density are something to beware . Their heaviness can be

dreamt away .

The ocean waves and river’s flow tell their stories to our souls . They speak a language

recognizable to our hearts and invite a dance from the depths of our breath into

sacredness .