Sky Singer
Sip down into memory’s cup sweetened by first light and pale flowers then turn to the voice of the Rain Bringer, the Sky Singer who grace with melodies the bright unknown. Don’t refuse the morning or betray the Ancient Ones who see your face one among many calling you softly into tomorrow. […]
Urge to Freedom
Above the rain wet valley grey and black clouds swirl, the sun burning through to light another day. The land’s desire rising along root, up leaf and branches into the cool spring air as flowering trees blanket the ground with fallen color. Hunger for new life awake from winter sleep lifts from the dark soil, […]
Venturing into the Unknown
Reaching down into the old earth to loosen the moorings of the time driven world, we follow the roots of what may yet be into the dark loam of potential. Not into the battlefield where many serve, but into the mystery, to seek the solace of the long forgotten, to retrieve a life beyond despair […]
Our Longing Eyes
Bread and wine, a crown of thorns, lies of judgement and lonely walk. To carry a cross and know betrayal the mortal road, yet the cherry tree blossoms and throughout the earth a risen life in green and gold bathes our longing eyes with the beauty once again of morning.
Bridging the Distance
Wet with spring rain silence rises into the isolation. Outer noise quiets the sound of songbirds. The few friendly faces smile as we pass, the separation connecting us, the hardship common ground. We find ourselves in this silence, who we are and who we might yet be bridging the distance until again there is joy. […]
Forgotten Symphony
The illness showed in many symptoms but the cause lied layers deep, a rejection hard as stone, entangled as a spider’s web. When the keeper lost balance the planet leaned, continents shifted and the perfect orbit unwound. The age of the predator rose with a blood red moon and the time of loneliness began. Off […]
Plum Tree Sparrow
There is a sparrow on a branch of the plum tree, just one of the songbirds left in this city of crows. She sings with desire for the light that rises, she sings for the day and the warmth to come, her tuft of feathers and russet crown full with the beauty of invisible touch. […]
Soul at Rest
Lay down like the snow wet and peaceful in this wintry March storm, your heart calm as the white blanket dusting early spring flowers. The urge to upset roils like a river, hollows us for a harvest we rarely understand. Resist that threshing with the power of silence; let your soul come to rest with […]
After a Night of Rain
After a night of rain with clouds so dense the moon barely shown, a gray morning of dim light and showers. Evergreens stretch their limbs, birds circle in the mist, and quietly the plum tree flowers.
Unfasten the Lock
I see your struggle, the weight etched on your face as you bear up under the gravity known only to you. The world pulls down while you strive to gain altitude, clawing at the trap set on the day you were born. Don’t bother with confession, just reach down to the glint of metal at […]
Something Like Praise
With first light the soul of the earth rises, reaching through evergreen and shy herds of deer, silver cords of river fish and human hearts no longer sleeping. Quietly we come, something like praise a lilt in our voices, gathering the stones of what we’ve forgotten in a cairn of remembrance, to mark the day […]
Shedding the Old Cloak
The plum trees signal leave the cave, their delicate pink buds brave enough to face the last winds of winter. From the wet ground new life slowly rises, the comfort below shed like an old cloak for what waits unseen in the colors of spring. […]
Across the Alvord
We scurry around staying busy while winter passes over the valley and caps the mountains. Warm air invites crows to mass beside the river, street people to flourish in makeshift tents. The rain lets up and no one complains except a few old-timers, who remember snow and the way of the Columbia. They talk of […]
Winter Rest
The weight of winter blankets the mountains, burying dark caverns and rivers beneath blue ice. The silence of snow while the giant sleeps, the only sound the crack of a breaking branch. Down in the valley coils of wood smoke, the restless cars and persistent rain. The Earth weaves her spell as the fat bear […]
Grandmother’s Blanket
Crow came by bringing news of the forest, of salmon asleep in branch water, beaver at work in the creek flows and rooted beneath the ancient trees the peace of the earth gathered in pools still and deep beyond measure. Beside the old well grandmother spreads her blanket, her shells and stones laid out in […]