like rowdy fans
in the bleachers
iris cheer on summer
Seasonal Devotion
Made Sacred By Intention
the faithful offering
of careful thought and tending
for vegetable starts and insects
Innocence
white peony
purity expressed
in petals
Rising
unveiled
the blue green
river valley morning
Contained
open
and let
your light shine
Dance Of The Dandelions
two stepping towards summer
the breeze lifting fluffy skirts
and changing their partners
Perennials
teaching with beauty
lessons of impermanence
in the eternal now
Circle Theory
connection is all
no beginning, no end
life ever moving on the continuum
The Garden Steed
motionless
and still I hear
the pounding of hooves
Raku Of Lichen
the sun
a kiln for
a crackled branch
We Each Bloom In Our Own Time
unique
to each individual
the perfect timing
Awake In The Dream
the world
awash in bloom
I am centered
in the heart of creation
Fern Shadows
painted by the sun
your delicate constitution
echos on the woodland path
The Overlook
mornings are meant
for wandering
and wondering
Each And All Of It
so often
the garden reveals how
the whole is more than the sum of parts
To The Right And Left
here in the center
of the spring garden
hope materialized and amassed
Overture
spring time’s
sublime slow opening
of raindrops and subtle hues
Patience
foggy morning
the sundial waits
for the sun
Hearts
keep them
on your sleeves
for soulmates and bees
Keepers Of Place
my home is known
to me by trees
those guardians and greeters
Before The Opening
as enchanting as
the flower in bloom
is its prequel
As The Sky Moves
freedom
washes over me
I am untethered from worry
A Sly Shyness
the morning’s exploration
a concentration
of stealth
Simplicity
paradise made
with three flowers
and a bee
Lingering
morning moon
a white balloon
full of dreams
Sprinkling
they come in
by popping up
blue flowering rainstorm
Open Space
the days expand
mid-mornings linger
the feeling grows
that there is time enough
Like A Dream
a kaleidoscope
of butterfly-flowers
alight on the lawn
What If?
we let wonder
unfurl as easily
as questions
Azalea In Spring
spring’s verdant touch
awakens the valley
so many beginnings
the universe unfolding