Bearing Point
Amidst the passing cars and rush of doing there is silence, a bearing point to comfort and guide. Look up from your footsteps, beyond the troubled horizon. That soft light in the distance, it is for you.
Born in the Eyes
No tears this morning, no wonderings like fallen leaves, only a delicate sense whole and alive in the cool air as smoke clears and fires dampen. We ride the tides of pulse and change, yet there is harbor, a peace that rests in silent earth, within each wave, to hold gently what may come and […]
Now Here
Sunlight filters through late summer trees, the dry earth brown as a doe. A bird calls in the distance, the soft buzz of life in the wood where roots descend to moisture. Nootka roses glow in green, seals calf their young and the earth slow breathes as the August moon approaches. There’s haze on the […]
Language of the Night
Trees reach up to the starlit wheel, speaking to distant worlds from the solitude of Earth. Our loneliness, our fears, our faith in new life born upon the open sea, from the parched ground. The stars speak back, brilliant in the night sky, of communion and distance with the intensity of light. Down to the […]
One Life
Here in the presence morning light speaks on a soft breeze through the open window – we are one life, connected as the leaves of the plum tree, thankful to the root.
River of Life
As the sacred seal opens ancient power flows, forms that emerge thin outlines of the rising force. Long furrows of the dead and yet to be born wait for the quickened touch of the here and now to break the chains of time. Vultures carve winged forms in the clouded sky, creatures pause within the […]
Climb the Hill
Returning to this world of terrain and shape from the timeless, I absorb the morning like a hungry traveler, drinking in new light and cool draft. I move arms and legs, listen to a crow busy with the news and put on the old harness to enter the day’s furrow. The soil grows harder each […]
Language of Light
The tenderness of a soft breeze dapples the morning sea across the broad channel. Seals break surface in their forage, dolphins show black fins in rolling breaths stirring the silence. On the wind, the water, the trembling earth, a new-day testament begins again, written without words in the language of light. […]
Absorbed in Silence
The door creaks, the window opens to light and air and what waits. Geese bark, otter slide into the sea and I sit beside the water, aging like stone into rough textured patience. Quick as hummingbird, bothersome as goose I listen now and hear more deeply the unsaid word, the long lost feeling, the call […]
Seeing Your Name
The trees I’ve walked beneath these many years, I still don’t know their names. They must have them growing in the moonlit dark, reaching toward the sun. There are grasses here for a year then gone. Someone must have named them, millions upon millions on this thread of rock. The birds of course, the sea […]
River Story
From a cleft in sharp rock water emerges from the mountain to shine on lichen and a small stream where swifts and marmots drink. Gathering strength and falling, brown rocks glisten, birds gather, fish appear in circling eddies. One stream reaches into another, merging in deep ravines, to fall out over stone ledges alive with […]
Earth Deep Sighs
Open as the sea to the broad morning the sky breaks out in turquoise blue. Swifts rise and fall, whirl and turn. Dolphins fish the tideline, dorsals arcing black against gray water. Camas wave in bright lit purple touched by the early breeze. They live within the tide, trill through the forest, seen and unseen […]
Black Feathers
With the sun bright as June, the land drying but still green, I’ll launch into the open sky, find an old crow to hunt with me and explore the rooftops. Clouds will ripple in waves of white, blue warmth open the mountain to rivers bearing melted snow. We’ll follow the water, chase cloud shadows and […]
We’ll Go Down Singing
The Hollywood cowboys – maybe a few of the real ones – in their big hats and pistols, would go down shooting. The rangers I know slog through mud and loneliness, blanketed by suffering. Yo y mis amigos ride the fence lines, wander into the untamed, watch shooting stars and walk through deep snow to climb […]
Songs of Earth
There is only today, really just this moment of gray cloud and May green as tall trees luff in the breeze. From our hidden core rung tight with years we feed new growth, tender leaves open and breathing. The touch of life upon us we struggle and strive and move toward light while still we […]