Below the sun
Dandelions in fluffy flower
The mountain haze
Renders sky blue
And here are we
In the breezeless warmth
At the end of a day long hike
Hand in hand as always
As if for the first time
Together for all time
Below the sun
Dandelions in fluffy flower
The mountain haze
Renders sky blue
And here are we
In the breezeless warmth
At the end of a day long hike
Hand in hand as always
As if for the first time
Together for all time
Suspended in Amber
This moment on the road
Through the haze
Distant possibilities
Seem promising
But the road veers away
Perhaps to destinations unknown
So I bathe in the amber
And in the moment’s reflection decide
Whether there
Or elsewhere
Reside possibilities unknown
The road takes me
Where it will
Blues run layers deep
Beneath an intoxicated heat
Rustling the lake with scattered breezes
No storm tonight
But ’round a distant point
Rough waters wait
Smoke from distant fires
Mars the clarity of a blue bird day
Find the moment’s beauty
Even the haze cannot mar
While I clear my mind
Of moments past and future
Smoldering there
One breath
Then another
Blow the haze away
In the shadows beneath my consciousness
Dwells a me I barely know
A me of many parts
A friend
A saboteur
A healer
A destroyer
A revolutionary
A gatekeeper
A liberator
A prisoner
An advocate
A critic
All these aspects
Of shadow me
And so many more
Express themselves
In thought, desire and deed
Without consent
Without awareness
Of the me I once believed
Was the only me
Awakening to their existence
Marks the necessity of a journey
The journey begins
With introductions
And acceptance
Where it ends
I cannot know
But I suppose integration
Marks the milestone along the path
Where I become the one
I always believed I was
Daylight wanes
With ecstatic eruptions of colour
While we stragglers
Greedy for celestial glory’s
Every moment
Make our way
To the last ride down
I find serenity in nature
I discover myself in nature’s serenity
Whether paddling across a mountain lake
Ripples and clouds moved by the lightest breeze
A day like a peaceful sigh
Or standing atop an oceanside cliff
Face into the fierce onshore wind
Waves crashing against the rocks below
Rain and spray soaking my clothes
That’s the thing about nature
It has no agenda but to be
To be is a state of impermanence
Whether storm or calm
No matter
These are nought but conscious evaluations
Accompanied by prejudicial metaphors
Nature knows them
As it knows itself
Impermanence
Change
Nature does not accept change
Nature is change
As nature changes
It knows neither content
Nor discontent
I soak myself in nature
To learn its wisdom
As falls the water
So fall I
Into the chasm
The inevitable course
Into the tumult I tumble
Fractured until no more than mist
There in the light discover
The true nature of I
Refracting all hues of possibility
Disassembled I
Finds the path
From broken to whole
River of light
Flows along the shore
Red and white hot
In the sky
An amber sea
Stars washed up on its shore
In my heart
In my spirit
The warm glow
Of love
For all that is
For all who are
For all I am