start small
grow
into your own depth
and be
whatever color
is right for you
Lupin Guidance
How Sight Can Be A Feeling
Buddha sees
the beginnings of blooms
behind him
With All Blooms And Beginnings
first and most mysteriously comes
an internal expansion
that commands glorious opening
The Blue Sky Tries
still some snow
as the field softens into mud
this is the season of small beginnings
The Wonder Of Suggestion
precious and delicate
even the thought
of a new beginning
Water Lily Leaving
dissolving into
the primordial soup
that is home to the beginning
A Bloom Near Winter’s Edge
once one of many
now the last remaining
ending with a beginning
Tucked Away
in the stillness
and the quiet
we begin again
Spring Road
we travel
into
the beginning
A Reunion Of Experience
the old barn
amongst new leaves
each teaching the other
Beginnings
tiny pine
sets sights
on the sky
Circle Of Life
every ending
ushers in
the next beginning
This Is How Winter Begins
a snowfall
so fine
to be almost invisible
Milkweed Snow
the snow
before the snow
beginnings in endings
Morning At The Marsh
golden light
the world pristine
a new beginning
Tiny Are All Beginnings
at the crest
of a moss mountain
a pine begins
To End Is To Begin
fresh light
fell on New Year’s Day
shadows came and had their say
The Day Rose Softly
the sound
of a solitary bird
walking the riverside rocks
Heading into Spring
ride the rails
out of winter’s shadows
into light and the beginnings of green
Faith Confirmed
the promise
always kept
spring’s return
And So
light and colors
reached us through the fog
and so the new year dawned
What Begins At The End
a decomposing stump
the palette
for green construction
Suggestion
wild geranium
suggests to the trees
the new season of colors has begun
Beneath The Palisades
barn catches
the morning sun
another beginning begun
Each Moment’s Bloom
so sweet the day
the air brand new
each moment blooms before me
Day Break
banishing another night
day burns bright
Voiced
the center speaks
to all the beginnings to be
released when the bloom decays
Faith
the beginnings of new leaves
answer the question of faith
Morning’s Color
heralds hope.