Envelop

There are times

Sacred steps in nature

Have saved me from the world;

An untimely departure.

An otherworldly enchantment

Envelops me.

Poem Once

I had a poem once

On the tip

Of my tongue

But i took a breath and now it is gone

Somewhere in the wind;

For you my love,

For you.

Gray Spring

I step outside this gray spring morning.

How melodious the sound of rain meeting the metal roof;

How delightful to my ears this song of water drops each colliding and melding together,

Flowing to the gutters and spilling onto the soil.

How beautiful the sensation of this dance;

Water kissing my skin.

If I listen close I can hear the earth drinking and absorbing

It all in;

As does my heart and soul,

Quenching this thirst.

New

Memories

Oh memories.

Why must you haunt me;

Echoing in the hallow chambers

Of my heart?

Be free.

Be free,

Leaving room

For me to

Welcome

New loves.

Choice

You can fill your life with

Could have,

Should have,

Would have,

Or let it go

And live.

Your choice.

Steady

One cannot walk hurriedly on the mossy

Boulders of the river

For you will slip and fall.

One must step carefully and with purpose to

Journey across;

Footing and balance steady.
When the current is swift,

Hand in hand for support;

Unlike the paved path which

Is mindless.

Delight

When one continues to delight in the agony and

pain of those one considers either friend or foe

Then one is still  

A willing prisoner of the unseen.

Listen More

Listen.

Listen more.

There is such clarity,

Such sight in the listening.

Humans are always, always going to be human so accept in others

the heart is going to do what it is going to do;

the mind is going to think how it is going to think
and set your self free to hear;

to see.

to love.

True Nature

The bathtub faucet has been dripping for weeks,

I find peace in the sound that once grated me.

My cat has cried every night since his brother died;

He has now torn the curtains off the back door window

In his pursuit to turn the handle and escape outside.

It is his true nature of course.

My heart aches as well.

often

If we could see and recognize

How often

Humans cry in solitude

We would be much gentler in

Our approach;

Much kinder in our remarks.

Acknowledge, honor and heal.

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