Tree silhouettes tip toeing
to the skies while the quietness envelopes
the wilderness once more
no brilliant hues needed
to get to the point the day this day
is coming to an end
where you may find
yourself connecting the dots to the hours (more…)
There is a stillness that I long
for ache for ever look for
in every view (more…)
It is just that, messy the blur
anticipation whirling with brightness
overpowering the shadows of memories forgotten in the magic
of the season until until until they never really are gone
they linger (more…)
And easily my breath retreats
into the shadows of dusk-driven
light as the air
feeling quietly warm with the damp cold of night soon to come
silhouettes shine sharp and true
the sliver of the most dainty tiny moon calls out
hanging low (more…)
This morning as the rain begins
its relentless seasonal soaking of the ground
the warm bright light
is left to shine behind the thick lid of clouds
I notice myself shifting from looking
out the window
to looking inside myself
a shift as gentle as waking up (more…)
Speechless the view filling me
from the tips of my hair to the tips of my toes solid
with so much presence clearly
Enjoying its own view the quiet
surrounding this place hushed stillness, so loud
every unnatural sound expressed like a put down to the wonder (more…)
Up at dawn packs on only
essentials and some expectations to try on
breath deep as the trail steepens its grade
kids strong happy to climb
on sunlight showing its end (more…)
A balance comes seeping in when noticing
the light and darkness together intertwined
neither denied
and both readily defined
where lines of love cross
despair and clouds of hope accumulate (more…)
Sometimes she wonders
what is behind her what is waiting there
for her to see
what does the view look like after she passes through
and she now looks
with knowing eyes at the past parts feeling less
overwhelming brighter more filtered more (more…)
Fresh morning dew crisp
morning air warm jacket my hood up
day beginning smiles
my breath is easier
in the morning it softens my voice
on the inside and out I find myself
jumping into the day (more…)
The Shady Tree 