It was a stop along the way
A place between
A place between
Here
and
There
Holdover from a time
Of neon
Air-con
And movin’ on
Tag: living in the moment
When the Waves Come
When the waves come, I can
Ride them
Duck them
Vault them
Or I can stand firm
And let the ocean wash over me
Feel its power
Enjoy the surge of energy
As it flows all around me
Gaia’s Breath
Sage and grass
In endless waves
Blue sky clouds
Race the sun
In endless waves
Blue sky clouds
Race the sun
While I sit
High upon the hilltop
Feeling the breeze
Wash over me
Experience
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
Violets and Peonies
The violets
And peonies
Blooming under
Willow trees
There ruffled by
The summer breeze
And peonies
Blooming under
Willow trees
There ruffled by
The summer breeze
To pick them now
Would be a sin
Though lovely vase
I’d put them in
No matter rooms
They’re brightening
Campfire
I watch the flames rise
Into the cool night sky
Follow the path each spark flies
Tracing their frenetic yellow lines
Into the cool night sky
Follow the path each spark flies
Tracing their frenetic yellow lines
I breathe a sigh
Stop asking why
Stop telling myself lies
Stop being so damn wise
Verdant Clouds
Rolling hills
Mimic clouds
Though green
And lush
With grass
And sage
Mimic clouds
Though green
And lush
With grass
And sage
I roll through
On two wheels
Climbing up
Flowing down
Cornering
And gliding
In flight
Amongst
The verdant
Clouds
Sky
Sometimes
The most spectacular thing
About this glorious planet
Is the sky
How often
Do I forget
To look?
How often
Have I seen it first
In the photograph?
Purity
What could be more pure
Than the white of snow
Capping a mountain peak
Than the white of snow
Capping a mountain peak
But the arc of a ski
Carving its perfect turn
As the skier masters the snow
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