Slack tide seas mope about, then silence falls, a welcome blanket. The lure of deep water and gathering night held to the mystery I kneel

Silent as the earth I match her pace, steady and serene in evening quiet. Why conjure problems while swallows perform, the world bathed in light?

Dark night beauty, densely clouded skies, rain showering the metal roof. I rest in this comfort, alien to bright lights, discordant sound, retreat to where

Hidden by the noise the druids signal, messages of rebirth within chaos. From the dark night forest and fortresses of grace, on hummingbird wings and

Tracking my years like water on stone, drip.. drip.. drip.. the hardest places dissolve to sand as stone opens to the light beyond.    

Bring me day in sunlit glory, vital earth and flowing tide. Bring me night, moonlit haunting, cry of owls and stars in flight. Bring me

Warm before the fire I watch trees flower and gray valley skies soften in growing light. Neither cold nor hot in the changing time, winter

Pulled from the morass, I see evergreens in the distance and messages of earth alive in fading blooms of the plum. Quiet before the mystery,

Quiet the restless mind, still the surge of emotion. Let this hour belong to the One who grants the gift. Leave the drunkards at their

Slow to awaken, slow to follow bear from winter’s cave, as redbuds leaf and plum trees flower the deep earth signal. Hungry for light I

Dragons of the defiled mind roar against spring tree flowers, breathe fire upon the sleeping. Death, death it is their horrid voices croak, as mountain

The slow light of morning slips into awakening with secrets of the dawn, of silence stored in mountain caves lined with walls of ice, flowing

When snow covers the valley the time is here to slow down, to let earth’s winter rhythm seep into the deep-celled longing of the body

I shelter with trees below cold wet ground, what’s left above leafless, without color. Burrowing in soft earth, I find roots of peace woven to