Tag: British Columbia

No blue calm sea

The wind blows hard
Straight up the sound
Where whitecaps roll
Against the tide

The scene reminds
Of days gone by
The stormy times
The years I lost

Blown well off course
Blown all to hell
But I rowed back
Against the swell

I’m too blue for you
I said
All dusky hues
And failing light

“Don’t worry, love”
Was her reply
“I’ll stay with you
This long dark night

“When comes the morn’
You’ll see sun rise
As you look
Into my eyes

Love beckons
Like a cool dip
In a calm lake
On a hot summer day

Love puts the ground under my feet
The skip in my step
The stars in my sky
The hope in my heart

Sage and grass
In endless waves
Blue sky clouds
Race the sun

While I sit
High upon the hilltop
Feeling the breeze
Wash over me

The quality of an experience

Is not proportioned
By the difficulty of obtaining it

But is informed
By the quality of attention I offer it

There can be extraordinary magic
In even the darkest clouds

As a long day working
Draws to a close
The clouds roll in
The sun draws low
The wind goes calm

Clouds and Islands darken
Hinting at the night to come
And the sleep
The long overdue sleep
Darkness welcomes

I love being
Where the sky is big
And the land is bigger

I love being
In a space bigger than I
Where I wade out into expanse

All I ever wanted
Out of life
Was to carve out
Some small domain
In this wild expanse
I could identify
As me

Until
I discovered non-being
And realized
Being
Was not
All it was cracked up
To be

They clamber up the mountainside
The lofty trees
With mighty boughs
And riffling leaves

Fir and cedar, conifers
And alder with its lighter leaf
Like steps of cones
All feathery

But my lens
Sees everything
Grand patterns lost
In details keen