Night’s Apron
Before first light night spreads its apron upon the lap of the earth, gathering starlight; while ant sleeps rare gems of silence glisten in the dark.
Lazarus Rising
Awake to the morning in streaming gray clouds the stark outline of trees breathe in the stillness of sentient Earth speaking softly through early light. The day comes with Spring force, the rush of snow melt flooding the valley with the weight of water, cleaning the deadfall fallen in its path, the Lazarus of winter […]
Walk Together
Humbled by beauty we enter the night holding hands across the bridge back to morning, awake again to light, to the life we have simple and connected. Ten thousand reasons not to love discarded on the long road hard trod and rutted by faith, we walk together. […]
Prepare a Room
The world is full, overflowing with concern. People driven into the sea, earth torn open with jagged mines, oceans clogged with islands of refuse. No one dare empty before the gods of growth, yet thunder beings appear in the sky, cast lightning into the earth. I gather myself on the altar within letting silence overtake […]
Form a Bridge
Along the border of night and day old ghosts walk the valley among the shades of beaver, fox, raven and wolf, their wisdom a voice within to guide us through winter dark. Nothing can replace the wild but in the space where dreams awake we take our place beside the fearless and form a bridge […]
What I Desire
Sheets of rain then open sky, rivers run, spilling their wealth, ironwood trees bulging with desire, spring drawn from the earth well. I am slow to get up sated with the luxury of sleep but I see birds circling and something in me lifts. The destination is far, the road filled with changes yet the […]
Laid to Rest
Thick moss covering the wet ground easily lifted beneath his hands, an opening for the burial. He had come to this space beside the cold flowing creek to bring what was left of their memory; he’d carried the corpse long enough. Wildness called him from the dark as he trekked to his old campsite. Lifting […]
Hip Deep
Long waves of blue-grey clouds connect the valley to the sea. Across the coast range falling rain as branch and creeks begin to fill and the sound of water echoes off tree lined canyons to the soft green spread below. Earth is woven with fine filaments each strand strengthening the next, the wind in the […]
Holiness of the Unseen
Ice shelfs divide, green land turns to desert, winds churn vast ocean. The veil of the mundane torn to fluttering rags reveals the depravity of isolation. From the abode of silence the tuning fork of the almighty gathers sound into one unerring pulse. As the temple of artifice crumbles the holiness of the unseen breaks […]
Ancient Shore
I speak to you in the gray dawn knowing you here in the quiet, there in the cold morning air; between you and I only this moment of sacred space. Path of the immortal, pulsing with energy recreating the ancient shore here and now. […]
Rivers Resist
Smoke rises through brick and clay into a grey morning the color of frost. Ice layers the streets, cold penetrates into our nest beside the gas fire. It takes more than flame to keep the weight of winter off a fearful heart, to stand like old trees faced into the wind, swaying from depth of […]
Path of Winter
The sun begins its journey north as days slowly lengthen yet hope is scarce, a sense of dread weighs upon the people. Words can help but not to heal, something older must be found. Beneath the earth strength gathers dark in stone lined caves, not the time of rising but of rest. Ice can break […]
Endless Renewal
Sky brightens as the morning warms, smoke from a chimney lifts in the air. Ground’s unthawed, the ice is gone yet the planet’s fate demands our care. Serious times, we preach to the crow perched on a power line over the street. Scarred by abuse the land still breathes, rivers run course through rock cut […]
Oregon Rain
Last night it rained, Oregon rain, so hard the chimney sang and this morning more rain, more dark, Oregon dark. There is a cave in Ireland that birthed Queen Maeve, the darkest cave in all the land but not to match our winter. Big drop rain in the forest, brown bark soaking down through the […]
December Night
An invisible weight falls like snow, thickening on hearts frozen where their better selves lay slain. Strength once rested in a straw-filled manger, needing no adornment, and I must ask myself what is it I bring to this winter night? I may be alone under this burden but I think not. Despite the frailty of […]