Puzzle

Puzzle pieces drop into place
Where the path leads to open space
Comforting the heart is in God’s grace
And taking steps forward, lives interlace.
We met, we know each other well
And so the stroll we can tell
Is one that easily unfolds as it fell
Across our minds, beliefs as they swell.
Corazon, you strike blows in the deep
Seated memory where heart resides to sweep
The furrowed brow, the fantasies in our sleep
As we lie down, our souls to keep.
Carry us onward, let the path absorb the sun
Rays shine and lift our hearts before day is done.

Spring 2012

What blossoms in the pure spring air
And lightens the heart in easy breath
The song of cardinals ripe in dating form
Delightfully dances among the leafy branches.
And so it is that life in springtime thus renews
The world awakens in its verdant splendor
All the sights and songs of spring
Purely granted with such devotion.

Unicorn

I saw the breath of a unicorn
Rise up from ‘neath the waves
Crystal bubbles of colored light
Popping with a ping as they met the air
And how I knew their beloved source
Was swimming in the sea
The top of its snow white horn, of course,
Bobbed up and down, you see.
The sun was just inclining in height
The clouds were all going their way
And as the mist rose from the sea
I watched to catch a glimpse of it:
The myth-maker revealed in the Bible.
And soon enough, it pranced proud
To the waters edge among the gallant curls
Of sleepy waves, a string of sea shells
And starfish sported about its neck.
It shook away the water from its satin coat
Prismic dots of rainbows bright
Then as the droplets and the mist
It, too, faded from my sight.
Was it real or an image of hope
Drawn on a message from long ago?
I know that I saw it in faith and fate.
God’s will, my joy, the world’s recreation.

Spring Storm

The sky clears its mighty throat
And rolls its intentions outward
As flashes of silver veins spread
Through the soft underbelly.
Tears of the goddesses flow, caressing the land
With heaven’s wealth and goodness.
The sky spreads and all humans hear
As it moves across the face of the earth
The land, the sea, refreshed, delighted
To open its eyes and give bounty
Of its greenery, its life, all things new
That walk or fly or sprout from the ground
Serving our senses, our needs, our good.

Fruits

Feelings flutter in unlikely waves
The end is seen in the beginning
And however hope is begged to come upon the scene
The fruits of our labors rack stalwartly on.
A deep breath and turning the back away
Drives the passion firmly as a nail
Into hard oak boards because no one listens.
If we suppose that good always begets good,
Perhaps we are encouraged to try harder
But the likelihood is that the lid is dropped on our fingers
And no one, not one person, sees the truth
Or values who we are and what we do.
So we step cautiously, looking both ways
And recant our promises to take the bad to heart
Because we are better than that and we know it.

Salvation

We suppose that we are the wise ones
Who have walked this path this many years
But the eyes of the infant who looks and sees
Without discourse and commentary
Accepting without judgment both good and bad
Offering trust and warmth is no less divine
Than the source from which it came
And we would do well to emulate
The honesty and innocence to achieve
The full salvation of our lives.

Changes

There are changes in sight if you look now
The moss grows on the North side of the Oak
Take your cue from Mother Nature who’s got a new spin
Will the world wobble, wobble again.
Yes the people have begun to speak their minds
And the unborn have voices too
If the birds and the bees are vanishing please
Will you turn things around before the end.
Come take what is given and never look back
The great bears have a home in the ice
Well tomorrow the tiny things all will be gone
Do you see it yet, a drowning so fast.
The sun grows hotter with each passing day
And more people regard it with joy
But the gardens are parched and the water is starched
What do we leave our grandchildren to?
If we step toward the green of the forest
And there’s nothing left living inside
We forgot to make changes in time as it were
Are we next to be on the decline?