Wearing Rings Like Saturn

from the forest floor
another universe

Quiet Roar Of The Eastern Tiger

she carries
pollen on her back
and creation on her wings

In Sunlight Milkweed Seed Readies For Flight

from order
evolves the chaos
of creation

Loon’s Nest

as she sits
creation is constructed of
stillness and patience


that fire in the sky
is it creation
or the god’s displeasure

Each Day New

the day wakes
light yawns across the valley
creation is never done

Resting Fields

The days grow shorter, the land lays dormant.
Rest is essential to creation.
Winter will gestate Spring.