I reach
For the heavens
Anchored to earth and sea
Not yet ready
To soar beyond the clouds
Though I have touched
The sky
Tag: Earth
Grounded ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #371
Heaven and Earth
Aspiration and End
The latter latter
A reminder
Plant my feet
Firmly
On the former latter
Beautiful and Cruel
Grounded yet adrift
Betwixt and between
Tethered while untethered
Her beauty
Both fades and grows
Returning to the Earth
From which she once
Set out to sea
The cycle of life
Beautiful and cruel
Both to be found
In any single moment
This one nears the end
At which new life begins
The Great Retrieval
On a sun saturated plain
The things made by hands and their machines
Grow weary with time
Soon to be retrieved
By the Earth
And the things which need
No self-consciousness or master
To suffuse the landscape
With life and beauty
Diminution
Even at this narrowest end
The breadth and depth
Of the canyon
Makes Earth
Feel
small
Relief ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #321
The rippled land
In golden light
Where shadows fall
Before the night
Such lush relief
Did storms reveal
Time’s watercourse
Shapes Earth’s appeal
Cradle
Swaddled in silky cloud
Upon a bed of supple grasses and pine
Earth
Cradle of my being
Curvature of the Earth
I remind myself
That this Earth
Is but a small globe
That this Earth
Is but a small globe
Spinning and spinning
In infinite space
And I no more than a mote
A sprinkling of star dust
Coalesced in flesh and bone
Which one day woke up
Asking questions about
The universe and itself
Is there more than that?
I may never know
Perhaps I simply forgot
Earth Day
The Moon reminds me
How friendly Earth is
To me and those I love
To all life
How friendly Earth is
To me and those I love
To all life
But friendship has its limits
The Earth has only so much to offer
So it’s time to be a better friend
Give something back in return
Steady in the Wind
I recall the wind
Insistent
Pummeling
Leaning into it
Just to stand upright
Insistent
Pummeling
Leaning into it
Just to stand upright
I recall the sun
Hard
And hot
Burning through
The cold air coursing
I recall the sea
Singing
Its white noise crescendo
The roar
Of a planet alive
I recall this moment
Blissfully
Unattached
Firmly rooted to ground
In the grip of experience
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