Delight by name of hummingbird
flits from bush to branch
and back,
again again and again.
Ahh! such pleasure
she exudes
flirting with this orange flower
and this man's upturned gaze,
his expanding amazed grin....
Thursday, October 14, 2021
Day's End
These leaves of ancient birch forests
floating onto the shore of the great lake,
their diaphanous soughing
massaging dusk's furthest corners.
Laughing, you scramble ahead
and disappear into the dark.
The Arising
If you sit quietly long enough,
usually alone at dawn,before the careful inhabitants
of Saturday’s polished cars
roll from these tidy suburbs
to their computered cubicles
a silken shimmering
may arrive across
the inky cave wall
of your spacious mind
as an orange bison
reveals himself.
Do not speak now
nor reach to touch
this rippled flesh
those tufts of brilliant fur
but feel the ancient wildness
pounding on your heart’s
grass-green earth
calling you truly home;
for his blood and bones and breath,
his potent untamed glory,
are yours’ to fully claim
as you and he across
your life unbounded
joyfully together roam.
Sunday Blessing
May the multitudes of weary and ragged animals,
yes--also these human ones--
find deep rest and solace for their sun-drenched
drought-parched wandering bodies
spinning minds and anxious hearts
within the safe surroundings
of a moss-soft moist cave
where all are cradled
well inside
a secret loving gaze....
On The Mountain
You stop and listen carefully
to a subtle speech
held within the sturdy
syntax of stones,
slowly at first,
then suddenly as a summer storm,
you arrive surrounded
by blessed silence
in a communion of solitude
SUCH RAUCOUS STILLNESS
spoken by granite,
basalt and limestone
unbidden
into the hearth and haven,
this hidden heart
of your truest home.
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