Bringers of Light

I can hear the angels breathing

As they close in all around me

Their song enchants my heart tonight

I see the Light growing brighter

I draw my strength from the Light

I reach out to the angels

Some heavenly being guides my steps

My words flow as a pristine stream

Bringing gifts of love an hope

The truth wells up inside me

I know I touch with the divine

Miracles are bound to happen

I walk in strength and confidence

I can hear the angels breathing

As they close in all around me

Their song enchants my heart tonight

I see the Light growing brighter

I draw my strength from the Light

What a joy the Bringers of Light give me

How close I am with all creation

I know the beauty of the Universe

Walks silently beside me forever

I can hear the angels breathing

As they close in all around me

Their song enchants my heart tonight

I see the Light growing brighter

I draw my strength from the Light

Solitaire

The garden path is rough-hewn stone

It runs along the mountainside

Sheer cliffs at its edge

A rope fence to protect the traveler

The odd tree grows gingerly from the depths

Below the path and into the fog

That rises from the waves far below

I trudge along the path carefully

My pack on my back as I seek the lighthouse

Far at the end of this finger of land

Where water meets earth and sky

Green Leaves

Green leaves
Like tiny tambourines
Rustling in the breeze
Keeping the beat of the wind
And all the while sparkling
As the sun glints off their faces
These trees surrounding the pond
With its tiniest of ripples
And the occasional jump of a fish
Or the resident muskrat
Swimming, bisecting the water
Not bothering the little swimmers
Who make bubbles and waves
With their laughter alone

A Smile

I step forward

But the sand slips away

I bend to catch my fall

But my feet fly up above me

I stretch to find a hand hold

But my hands fumble in the air

A nightmare, maybe,

Life for some who need our help

Differences take us by surprise

What we can do, you all can do better

Hold your hands, lift you up

Let us walk along together

Differences disappear

When we look for the heart

A smile is a smile is a smile

On The Way

I open my eyes in the morning

Off the bed, I go

I see the scattered hitch pins

Forever, I now know

That each pin tells a story

Of growth and breath and love

Recovery of the silent time

Awaiting the white dove

Whose feathers, pure and shiny,

Are a lesson to be told

The simplest intuition

It can never become old

For love’s the reason we fly high

The gift we’re given in Spirit

Trust and truth and honor bound

We’re meant to gather all of it

Order

all things in their places

winning hand of solid aces

birds walking in sand leave traces

things we love fill empty spaces

vertical lines make for order

in our closets, in our marching

horizontal lines lend to nature

sunrise, sunset, forward thinking

how our day becomes a garden

skipping along the walk, the wall,

lifts us up when hearts are hardened

with forgiveness unto all

What We Need Today

There are people who cry

There are protestors marching

So many angry these days

I don’t know who they blame

Yet we all know the name

And the world is in mourning today

Keep your eyes on the eagle

Its head is now bowing

For the whole world is watching

Wondering where this will go

Our image is failing today

Come dear ones and friends

We must make our amends

Touching truths and our pride

Wishing harmony guides

Us in union unbreakable

That is what we need today

Wee Hours

In the wee hours of the morning

a small idea forms that flies

like a gnat, but nicer,

into the night sky.

It races up toward a sliver of moon

and caresses the mist of morn

as it hovers over the pond.

A gift, that will make itself known

soon enough, as a point of light,

leaves a trail as it climbs higher.

Birthed on this night, in this place,

this child does not cry, but sings.

Let us all be aware of the inner world,

for, to forget it, leads to ever stumbling.

Coming Together

Coming together like never before

Meeting of the minds

Hands across the water

Each of us making a promise

To support each other

To uplift each other

To give the best we can offer

Amazing connections growing stronger

Like the best of springtime

When new births express nature

And the renewal of all good things

Let it not be said we don’t care

As we travel the future road

And carry our gifts, one with the other

The Tree

Standing on the hillside

Twisting, fully clothed in green

Limbs stretching out in the sides

Brevity in its statements

Of how and when and why

Uplifting the view of many

Protecting, loving, engaging

The silent thoughts of all

Joined by song, whispers,

Evanescence

Fluorescence

Making all life supreme

And blessed with joy