Love
Three sides of beauty in you I see,
the crocus risen above winter's sleep
the blazing path of lightenings leap
the ocean's quiet currents deep.
In answer I can't but wish to be,
the rainsoaked mountains muffled hush,
the straining heart of a stallion's rush,
and starfilled sky's eternity
River
Calling into river's wind
waves wash in again
No concepts here.
Even glints of sky
empty of the elements
leave this day the same
Dark green beyond grey
brown ends in between
then green smudge on the rock
where moist bark holds the air
Roots
roots of the path
shadows under trees
why not deep?
Boat Wake
White froth
dark line
sound after sound
faster and faster
then quietly gone
Fish
Sharp smell
fish that was
life complete feeds life upon
Driftwood
Delicious sodden wood
Shadow soft and pale
shore pebble chaos out beneath
Her Path Forth
Bearing the burden
great circle closes
for hearts that yearn
for union and home.
Goldenrod blooms
on the fields of the hillside
above grasses that wave upon
chestnut brown earth.
When dark clouds of parting
dim all of these things,
still the earth still remains
to sustain and support.
Love.
No forces can quell Love
yet none can compel it
No prison enclose it
Nor distraction depose it.
Save doubt.
Please then
my dearest
rest easy.
Upon threshold of Love,
The wildflowers grow,
strewn with bright hope
and future of promise.
Butterfly
You flew just past me
in that funny wobbling way you have
and my heart rose
above the sameness of the day
Your slight form borne high
on bits of color that once rent
a single tear
cannot repair again.
And yet,
You flew
swift and determined.
past seas of windswept rage
through stress and cold and endless nights
to seek another place.
In human life
Strength and right
so oft measured
in angry look and cruel laugh
cleverly concealed unkindness
veiled threats
and disapproval.
Human will misused
each creation not lost
Dark energy grows
To build and build
then to become
the roar of shattering glass
and choking crushing rending shock
As winged metal
hisses through exploding air to tear
innocent life from family, friends and home.
But I look at you and learn
it is not weak
to be gentle
And my hope
and love
grow brighter
with steadfast resolve.
(I haven't the picture that will illustrate this one yet.)
Little Light
Little light on the wing
flying through the night
you fly away to places far
and then come back again
Great metal bird above the dawn
engines blow through thickened clouds
beneath long wings a few feet wide
that stretch through space both wide and vast
to very tips
And you.
In day on earth none notice you,
way out upon the end,
except perhaps a curious child
or member of ground crew
But in dark freezing heights
where steel holds in the breath
within your depths a blazing light
shines across the miles.
It carries your purpose.
For you define the end of things,
between what is and what is not,
and through all dark obscurity,
you signal :
We are here.
please click here for an illustrated version of Little Light.