Come, Little One says, Small hand sounds the bell. We pause. Breathing, our Hearts smile. Sweetly, her sisters And I join in. There is …
An All Hallowed Gift
Poems
Too Long; Too Short
The day is too long, The day is too short. The day is too long. The day is too short. Depression/despair. Anxiety/stress. Breathing, grounding, releasing. …
Blackberry Dragonfly Mysteries
Reaching for a plump, ripe blackberry on a blue sky summer’s day. The first one I see is large and juicy looking. My hand, poised …
Days Like These
Days like these my soul finds rest. Clouds hang over the fir trees, their tops peek-a-boo. Moisture hangs on their boughs; …
Some Day
Some Day Some day I will be the mist in the ancient trees, flowing down the mountain and filling the valleys. Some day I …