Basking in its warmth
I am reminded
That this glorious sun
Is but a twinkling dot
In some other sky
Of a far away planet
Admired there, perhaps
For its celestial position
In the imaginary outline
Of a mythical god
While its admirers wonder
If they are alone in the universe
Tag: life
Waiting / Not Waiting
I wait my turn
Patience
As life streams by
Finding neither
Moment nor desire
To enter the stream
Faith in
Fate or serendipity
To sweep me into the fray
Content when
Reality
Makes no such demand
Reach for the Sky
I reach for the sky
Its light
Its heat
Bathe in the glory
Of nature’s bounty
Alive to the moment
Possibility
Bloom burst
New life
Unfurls
Pukaskwa
We skim the slate grey
Beneath a gloomy grey
In our crimson coats
On our speedy boat
Exuding a rainbow of glee
Médée
A bit rickety
And in disrepair
Could use a fresh coat too
I tell myself every morning
Dragging this body out of bed
But it’s got a good number of years in it yet
Evolution’s Percolator
Where the wide of the sea
Finds the flat of the land
There the tide flows
I pick my way
Down mobile shore
Where life is lived in many worlds
In the shallows and the depths
And too this realm of barely land
Where creatures slither and scatter
Between the pools and rivulets
So I wonder
At all the possibilities life created here
Including me
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
Risen
The grasses and shrubs bow and flutter
On a windswept fen
Long Range Mountains leap from the plain
Testament to the crushing power of colliding continents
And I am reminded
Of a small boy
Heart rent through and through
By harsh words and hard gestures
It’s alright, boy
You bent like the grass
And rose up like the mountains
There is no small beauty in that