Quiet Descent

Unburdened by the night, freed of phantoms, I wake in gray dawn to the river-sound of traffic. Earth muted in descent, quietly I spread like snow the silence of my heart, and discover this day how deeply I belong.                                 […]

Solstice

Stirred by inner fire dark does not frighten, nor gray light of winter. Carry me down to the deepest root, upend every truth. Flood of spirit scour my heart. I’m not too old to live.                         Reading of “Solstice” with music intro by Chris […]

Uprising

Night winds rouse the old earth gods— rivers don’t sleep, dark forests rise, sodden roots shatter the concrete prison.       Reading of “Uprising” with music by Tyler Childers      

Night’s Gift

As the world sleeps, night rivers flow steeped in silence. Ravenous for knowledge I devour the quiet hours, then kneel, an acolyte, in dawn’s gray light, bearing gifts of darkness.                                     Reading of “Night’s Gift” with music by […]

Watching Like Crow

Fall winds stripped the trees, their summer finery burned in wet heaps. The sun, far south, burns orange in the roar of roaming garbage trucks. I gather myself with no sight of the sea, no scent of tide, watching the town wake like a rooftop crow, at peace above the wandering and forgotten.     […]

Blind Optimist

Old age drove the arrogance out, humbled me with aching joints, muscles that no longer work. I get by – climb a hill, carry bundles, cans of gas, whatever the island demands, but put me in a chair for more than an hour and I’m bent like an aged farmer. What broke me was wildness, […]

After the Rain

Never so bright as after storms, sun like fire on the sea, ablaze with the truth of earth made whole again and again, to the delight of unseen gods.                               Reading of “After the Rain” with instrumental music by Van Morrison […]

Rootward

Clouds lower, geese cry, rushing tide. Eagle flies, sky arrow, daylight wanes. Root descends, trees pulse, autumn falls. Soul settles, rain-soft earth, dark comfort.                                       Reading of “Rootward” with music by Gustav Mahler, Symphony #2     […]

Way of Communion

The world unfolds, wind, tide, rain-soaked, life force streaming. Doors of imagination swing on ancient hinges, toward the presence of the Maker. No kneeling, no supplication, upright and sentient before pure Intent. Communion found after years’ journey, soft and supple as tender green grass.                       […]

Turning to Earth

Morning wind, white-capped waves. Autumn hues, brown and pale green, turning to earth, heart sprung open by wind and color.                                   Reading of “Turning to Earth” with music by the Bill Evans Trio.      

Savor the Tide

At sunup, a line of geese feed on the ebbing sea, soaked in light. With each new day of God’s imagination woven with awe, I lay an offering of pilgrim praise upon the earth altar. Bowing to the eternal like a lone goose in boundless beauty, I savor the tide.           […]

Autumn Story

Autumn drapes the coast with rain and heavy cloud. The yielding land, eased by cool air, drinks the sky’s soft blessing. I feel the rootward pull with daylight fading, evening drawing close. Nurtured by the dark, my soul embraces night in dreamlike mystery, while I weave an autumn tale, offered to the ebbing tide, claimed […]

Day of Grace

Wind freshened, steeped in October rain, the dry land opens to autumn’s blessing. I search my soul for burdens I preserve, curses I repeat this day of grace. Rooted like a tree, I drink deep the waters of forgiveness, letting my soul rise on wings of new life. Yom Kippur, 2025       Reading […]

One Love

Ebbing seas weave between islands in stone valleys of ancient quiet; gnarled trees reach for light, stillness spreads on the rugged shore. I sip the sea’s calm peace, breathe in the cool salt air, with earth on the autumn path of letting go and renewal. Friendships wax and wane, tides rise and fall away, yet […]

One Simple Yes

Before a wall of ancient stone, I place prayers in cracks of silence. As tears soften my calloused heart, I trace a portal, barred by tradition. No incantations or chanted spells, one simple yes unlocks the door. Then heart’s chapel, quietly adorned, face to face with the Eternal.               […]