Water cascadesLeaping off rock ledgeFalls effortlessly to theStill deep blue pond belowLush green ferns growIn fertile soilAround the water’s edgeDrinking deeply from the sourceSit quietly as the waterWait for the sunTo raise each drop of water upTo sit among the cloudsOnly to tumble once again to earthTo cascadeAn endless streamFlowing into itself~

Ah my darlingI stood at my windowWatching youThe sky shone at the sight of youAnd the clouds blushed deep pinkAt your descending caressCannot help but smile,Though you rest now behind the treesAnd will be gone soon enoughI know I will feel your light kissIn the morningFor now, I can wait for that new dayBut in…

On my wall, hangs a simple frameIt holds no image, no colour, nopainting,No photographNo story unfolds on canvass, between the wooden cornersNo history is hidden beneath the layersInstead, it hangs against the whiteTo embrace nothingWhen I sit before itThe universe leaps out at meI see the endless rolling river,With its winding shores,As the sunlight sparkles…

The old patterns play against the wallAnd a deep sigh escapes my lipsThe sound echoes through this empty houseI think of the gardens outside, flowersWilted and gone for another seasonStrangely, I do not mourn their lossOr my ownI know they will return,With the birds, and spring breezesFor now they lay sleeping, waiting,While I sit waiting…

The wind blows cold and hardAgainst the windowI hear the ice crack, as it bends,It encases the ground and treesBranches thrash against the gale,As I watch from the stillness of my chairStream from the cup of tea beside meCurls up into the air, in a slow spiral,While outside, the snowflakes whirl in the maelstromStark contrastA…

Standing in the meadowThe mist swirls around meWith every step, my trail is barely marked,the grass and wildflower barely move– the past and future obscuredI am only here in this still moment,I hear nothing, no rustle of the field mouse,Or the call of the redwing blackbirdOnly the beating of my own heartAnd every breath that…

Down to the river’s edgeI walk, to sit and watch the water flowing byRestless, I follow the winding bank,Over rough rock and smooth stones,To finally stand barefoot in the sand,Where the water is quieter, and the song of the birds can be heardAnkle deep in the water, I stand, feeling the currentDrawing me in…The water…

In this stillness I sitOverwhelmed by serenityTranquilitySilent pondBirds have folded their wingsTo sleep cradled in the tree branchesFlowers bow their heads to slumberIn the cool night airIn this stillness I hearThe singing of my heartEach note reflected in the bright mirrorThe moon in unmoved waterClear sparkling silenceWith eyes closed, heart openI see you joining me…

The rain falls gently,Steadily over me,While I am walkingI do not run from it, find shelterIn a doorway or go insideInstead each drop soaks me to the coreRunning over my face in tiny riversThrough my hair, over my skin, to my feetUmbrella lies forgotten in my handWhile I stand to watch the puddles grow,And water…

I walk while the sparrow callsFrom the trees high aboveLeaves wave in tenuous flight,Quiet stream flows here,Careful certainty,Crystal rippling joyStones turn in the currentGently shaped, smooth, roundI lean against an oak tree,And watch shadows cast by the sunEyes closed, I dream whileThe stream gurgles and giggles beside meWith careful certaintyBreeze whispers through the leavesIn this…

In my heart, I feel youUnfolding, part by part,Your song mingles with mine,Two rivers merging,The song eternal, of a million voicesRising clearly through the darknessTears stream with rippling joyOf lightAs we kneel together on the shoreThe ocean surf pounds in our earsAnd waves crash around usOver us, through usThe boulder melts to a stoneThe stone…

I have never seen your face, but IHave seen the colour of the sky throughYour eyes, and felt the sun warmAgainst your skin.A mountain stream flows from high rock,To ocean floorIt cools the burning touchCleanses the heart and makes it fullThe mango tree sits alone, on a grassyHill, branches laden with fruit,In its shade, I…