in the final days intensified
more precise somehow
while leaving
Dissolving Into The Next Dimension
Circle Of Life
seeded landscape
declining and proliferating
simultaneously
Repose
his soul already
flown to heaven
#zeninthegarden
#leafandtwig
#repose
Apparition
veiled in a silken web
the ghost appears
before the death
In The Morning Light
the buds, the blooms
the finished ones
cosmos telling life’s story
Owl Wing
merciless nature
nothing escapes the end
except beauty
Portals
life passes through
on the way
to the great beyond
Repose
beauty
in the ending
life wholly given
Departing Color
reluctantly zinnia releases
her crowning glory –
color
In Thanks
Moss writes the inscription
on the tree’s tombstone
well lived, generous even in death.
Leaves Surrender
the first surrender is to color
the second is to be untethered by the wind
and the final surrender is to perish in form and replenish the earth
Goodbye My Dear Friend
He goes free of the earth.
The sun of his last day sets
clear in the sweetness of his liberty.
The earth recovers from his dying,
the hallow of his life remaining
in all his death leaves.
Radiances know him. Grown lighter
than breath, he is set free
in our remembering. Grown brighter
than vision, he goes dark
into the life of the hill
that holds his peace.
He’s hidden among all that is,
and cannot be lost.
Wendell Berry
Slender Thread
We are tied to this earth
with a thread more slender and fragile
than the stem of a birch leaf in autumn.
Current
Rocks and trees know not to struggle
but to simply stay until the appointed time comes to go.
Change is forever pulling or pushing.
Do not begrudge the current its way.