Monday, June 26, 2017

Is consciousness perhaps


A touch of brine, poplar,
a hint of alfalfa,

and just enough breeze
to move her dress,

is consciousness,
perhaps,

said the morning guest,
looking at her green leaves.



Saturday, June 24, 2017

Spirit dressed


Spirit dressed in bright new clothes,
light the breath, scent the rose,

comes to rest on graceful boughs,
blessed in all she dreams and knows,

spirit dressed sings yes, then goes,
blithesome guest a breeze that blows,

timeless quest of peace that flows,
free to those confessed of love.



Friday, June 23, 2017

Veils and veins


The dragonflies are more colorful and inquisitive this year.

They seem to know me, and have something they want to say.

Veils and veins. Ready your wings. The angels are here.



Canvas 940



Canvas 940

June 23, 2017