A row of sailboats amidst dancing reflections
glimmer in late day sun –
Blue sky, tall masts – one stands out –
Ruby colored in perfect juxtaposition.
Green Canopy
Oh, green canopy of summer
Your emerald veil surrounds me.
Alive with summerness – I can’t get my fill.
You offer shelter to birds, bugs, and animals –
yet ask for nothing in return.
Your shade provides shelter from burning sun
Relief from unrelenting heat…
Your leafy bounty – my treasure.
You have seen…
You have seen parts of me that most never see.
You have seen into my heart, soul and spirit.
You know my needs and what I love.
You have seen my love for nature.
My love for words.
My compassion for people.
My passion.
You have seen what most never see.
Me, simple, yet unfathomable.
Her Thoughts
Her thoughts – a tangled web weaving through her mind –
Climbing ladders, sliding along invisible rails, leading her to places
She didn’t know existed – exquisite places of great beauty.
She cloaks herself in gossamer raiments for the journey.
Each Season Changes Me
Each season changes me –
In Spring – fresh greens and new life, make me feel so alive and hopeful. Flowers colors of the rainbow fill my soul with joy.
In Summer – freedom and extra time, make me feel like I can fit in all that I need and want to do. I can bask in glorious heat on my skin and feed my soul with words.
Fall – true pigments of leaves show, and I’m filled with all the joy of the brilliant blue fall sky. Crisp, clean air invigorates and pulses down to the core of my being.
Winter – pulls me inside myself and makes me more introspective. Too few hours of daylight find me traveling to and from work in darkness. I begin to feel I need something more – more of what I can’t be sure. If I were an animal, I’m sure I would hibernate.
There is beauty in every season, if you take time to find it. There is beauty in you in every season. You may not know exactly where to look, but the search is worth it in the end. Find it if you can.
My Own Path
I’ve always felt different from those around me.
I don’t quite know what it is,
but there is something –
It’s not that I feel I’m better than others,
there is simply something that makes me different.
This has always been true.
I just don’t quite fit in.
Maybe it’s because I spend so much time in
my mind thinking, dreaming, writing, and wondering.
Maybe it’s my endless fascination with words,
or my deep love of nature.
Maybe it’s because I think so much of what
I hear is basically frivolous, while others seem to hang on every word.
But, I think most people take themselves way too seriously.
Even though I’ve always longed to be like others,
at the same time it scares me to think that I could be.
I’ve always longed to be like others, yet I refuse to be.
I’ll continue on my path and see where it leads –
my unfinished business.
When She…
When She…
dreams – it’s as one breathes – necessary for her survival
takes a breath – she breathes air so sweet it brings tears to her eyes
exhales – she breathes out flowers and sunbeams
reads – she lives in another world
walks – it’s with tenderness so as to do no harm
touches you – it’s with such warmth that you’ll forever be changed
cries – diamonds strike the floor like shattered glass
writes – her heart spills onto paper
laughs – it’s pure music – elixir for her spirit
But, when she loves – it’s with an intensity you’ll feel all the way to your soul…
Silent Reflections
Silent reflections –
observe all, yet comment on nothing.
stare back at me without judgement.
echo beauty and grace.
reflect blue sky and white clouds.
shine through to my soul.
Silent reflections contain nothing, yet everything.
Red Tomatoes on a Yellow Plate
Red tomatoes on a yellow plate
remind to see beauty in the ordinary –
drinking coffee out of a beautiful mug
luscious ripe berries begging to be picked
the smiling eyes of a friend
a mist shrouded river
the fresh green of new leaves
the belly laugh of a baby
cold water on a hot day
Everyday, remember to see –
beauty in the ordinary.
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