the tulip hums
her color palette
friendly just like you
Ode To A Bumblebee
Embrace Of An Old Friend
in cold, windy woods
spring rose up
to greet me
Flowers From A Friend
I submerge into
the sweetness and solace
of scent and colors
Work And Play
between wood stackings
we put paddles in the water
time is our friend
The Way
walk along
the pasture fence
every post an old friend
Small White Butterfly
spirit
of a dear friend
visiting again
You Again, Wise Friend
the look that speaks
an instruction
to be true
Old Friend
watching you
stillness settles into me
as the universe unfolds
Pema
she hunts insights
in the misty mystical field
Chipmunk
Stillness is my shield
as I hide behind a stem.
Are you foe or friend?