Replies the fireweed
Where wildfire had scorched the Earth
Resistance is life
Tag: GloPoWriMo
Paradox ~ NaPoWriMo Day 19
Imagine ordered chaos
Frenetic stillness
Waiting for an event
Ever in progress
Then find five men at rest
In the midst of disorder and tumult
One obscured
Ever changing
Ever the same
A paradox of contradictions
Such is
Chandni Chowk
A maze of amazement
Selling all you might want
And never wanted
An eternity of moments
In every moment
Among them five still men
In a state of unrest
burdened ~ NaPoWriMo Day 18
The burden
For those
Who carry
No burden
Irony
In a sea
Of burdens
I drift with the flood
Of beauty in the human spirit
Even in weighty moments of need
Constructed Reality ~ NaPoWriMo Day 17
This light
This scene
This Earth
Only we humans
Can make of this
Hell
In nature’s kill
Know instinct is integrity
In consciousness
Is born the lie
Cruelty, and malfeasance
At dawn I climb the mountain
To remind my consciousness
Of beauty and awe and goodness
Ribbon ~ NaPoWriMo Day 16
A ribbon of light
Winds along the valley floor
Swallowed by the mist
A Boy and his Kite ~ NaPoWriMo Day 15
A narrow street
An ancient town
A boy and his kite
Off to play
An ancient game
I an old man
Feel the joy inside
Paper and sticks
Ribbon and string
Dance in the wind
I become again
A boy and his kite
Just for a moment
But the moment
Is good
Beauty ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #406 & NaPoWriMo Day 14
Beauty in soft light
Nature’s array of sandstone
Photographer’s eye
Small Miracles ~ NaPoWriMo Day 13
Two eyes in the night
One winking
Over stone
Subtle miracles each
The way of physics
Matter
Quanta, atoms and molecules
Gravity
Gravitas
Billions of years
The stone
Another, subtler, miracle
The way of atmosphere
Geology
The elements
Erosion
A gentle whittling away
Over millennia
Millions of years
Of crystalline rock
And here stand I
A miracle of my own
No greater or lesser
For matter becoming
Life
And life becoming
Conscious
Billions of years
On this planet
I have become
A way for all miracles
To know themselves
Transcendant ~ NaPoWriMo Day 12
“She is like an angel,” he says, awed
I nod my head
As her boat recedes, into the night
I check the display, hoping I caught it
It’s there, as I search for words
Transcendant
Is where I land
When neither beauty nor perfection suffice
And even the divine of angelic falls short
A word for when no word captures an experience
Subduing Mara ~ NaPoWriMo Day 11
In times of trouble
Or anxiety
I reach for Earth
From which I came
And which sustains me
Where resides peace
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