Flying Embers

I imagine youSkipping across the cosmosComet tail glittering in your wake,Free and laughing with amazement,Curiosity pulling youInto the next adventureThe ordinary now far behind you.So boldly you stepped awayThe air left the room,The light and senseLeaving with you,Searching the stars andSeeing how far BeyondMight stretch.Unfolding like a wing, or seed,Or newborn,Spirit bounding fleetlyCoursing with energyContinue reading “Flying Embers”

Fulgurite

An honorable thief,Stealing life from odds against,Fighting hard to have arrived, here,At this point in time,Somehow still crackingBackward jokesDaring someone to try again. Will I know when the time is?Will I sense it coming like a storm frontApproaching?All majestic cloudsAnd thunder.Lightening reaching for offerings in the earthDischarging relief for the joy ofRebalancing pressures.The stretch ofContinue reading “Fulgurite”

More than Two Spirits

People hear my nameAnd suddenly thinkThey get to have some piece of me.Whatever the conversation,It changes to what they can know of me.Ask why don’t I match their expectations.How dare I challenge their assumptionsAbout me.Is that your real name?Does it mean something special?Funny you don’t look it.I apologize for being pale and colonized,Assure them thatContinue reading “More than Two Spirits”

Race

Are we talking aboutSkin color? Ethnicity?Culture?Strands of DNA,Blood percentages,Country of origin,Language spoken,Explaining a name or a look,The content of one’s beliefs,How your family acts,Or who they are? Are you asking or assumingFor my benefit or yours?Mere curiosity?What story does that information tellYou about Me? Shouldn’t it be aboutAsking our ancestorsFor their life lessonsAnd good blessings,CelebratingContinue reading “Race”

When you spy yourself from a distance

I look across the canyon, the valley, the river,The field, the forest, whereverA beautiful view from where I stand.I could have taken another path:Stood where I am looking now,Seen where I am now standing, Only from afar.I take a momentTo take a look at me in that other place,Unknowing of all the other things thatContinue reading “When you spy yourself from a distance”

Every time I see you is the last timeAt least as far as I knowBut then years passAnd I feel foolish.Still better to haveGrabbed the opportunity to savor.Though Flowers can be beautifulEven if no one ever sees or smells them. One of these days it will be the last timeMaybe we’ll even knowMaybe we’ll finallyContinue reading

I’m snowshoeing amongst the smells of pine. The fresh powder shushing as I make a path following the way I know. Save for my footsteps, the only sound is of wet snows leaving their blanket piles, shedding off branches, making soft noises collapsed on the ground. Occasionally I come across others enjoying the small soundsContinue reading

What the dogs imagine

I imagine the concept of blanket,In my dogs’ minds.Endlessly warm and comfortable,Familiar and cozy.The natural designation ofWhere to rest.Best if tucked into a soft cornerOr in a sunlit spot.They pile against one another,A lap or other warm spot.A space free to hoard and revel,If you get a chanceTo have so much.The best seat, though itContinue reading “What the dogs imagine”

Prayers for the world

Imagine burning so bright,You didn’t need to flag,You were known,knew who you were,And where you stoodWithout one. Imagine prayers said out loudTo anyone who listened,Prayers as well wishes,With whatever God connects for youWhatever inspires awe or wonder,Challenge or curiosity. What if every word, step and actionWas made out of thought givenWith purpose and love,Asking forContinue reading “Prayers for the world”

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