While Night Gathered
Songbirds were singing as light left the sky, the songs they sang back and forth between the trees. Dark came on and they grew quiet, setting up night camp high in the green leaves. I don’t imagine the birds had been singing for me yet I was glad to hear their music while night gathered. […]
Comfort of the Stars
When the sun goes down and the sky grows dark the trees begin their quiet conversation. They picked up the thread when the two legged grew silent, each night speaking to their neighbors and sharing the news of home and distance. The language of the trees ancient and soothing, their melodious voices bass-toned and resonant […]
Rich With Desire
Mountain rivers flow as sun warms the high country, the valley full with fresh water. Our deprivations reveal everyday miracles, the gift of life amidst contagion, the voice of spirit despite the shouts of loudspeaker and opinion. Wings of birds shaped to the wind, the curl of waves over rock and how your heart only […]
Inner Garden
It’s not too late to rise though the sun has travelled up in the sky, the trees long awake, birds fed and rivers running. Years and years ago an ancient people travelled up the Colorado from Pacific swells. They made home in caves throughout the watershed, high above the rivers, painting stories on stone of […]
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 […]