Seeking the place where the mountains meet the sky
Where water rises to my feet and the sun warms
My bare feet resting wrapped in the sand
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A Seattle Saturday Morning
The rain returned
A counterpoint provided
Against sunny warmth
Keeping us humble
And the moss healthy
Memories Unbidden
Memories come
Unbidden
Ghosts of my youth
Painful moments
Choices I’ve made
But not understood
There’s wisdom there
Not just misery
Forgive the boy
That I was
And see inside
My heart
Now I understand
My internalized mind
Echoes of fears and failures
This early spring morn
This Sunlit Sunday
Walking upon the shore
Sunlight landing upon my face
My skin warm, nicely so
Friend talk, warmed hearts
And children yet again taller
Than a moment ago
Evoking parental wonder, and triggering
Eternal frustration for children
Relearning to Dream Boldly
How do I relearn
To dream boldly
To reach for the stars?
First look skyward
In the night’s sky
Gaze upon Orion’s belt
One can’t reach
What one cannot see.
Vision creates
Boldness
Finding My Place
My place
Is everywhere
And nowhere
Anywhere the sun
Shines or rain
Descends with
Grace and beauty
Hints of Spring
The tree begins anew
Light flows, that old dance
Colors, bees, birds…you know
Life will carry on long beyond me
This Sunday Afternoon
The sky bright
Through many clouds
Moving quickly
Above the trees
Sunlight caressed
By the wind
This Painful Evening
Over fifty-years
Living on this
Spinning rock
Yet moments come
When, still,
That powerless
Little boy
Rises
Alone
Waking to Rainfall
Waking to rainfall
Bringing forth feelings of “home”
My soul echoing
With memories of drops
Gently rattling
Roofs and windows
When I, wrapped
Securely in blankets;
This world’s savagery
Still a mystery
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