there was
nothing in the meadow
but the whole of everything
Loyalty
guardian at the gate
the iron lab
waits
Renewal
dappled light
the blossom’s scent
innocence returned
New
everything a wonder
the world
is brand new
Convocation
at the bridge
quaker ladies rally
sojourn to the spring woods
Woven
in the lay of the land
lies the fabric of life
all warp and weft
Stirring
the water swam
as shadows danced
the past nourishing the present
Bloom
winter’s rose flowers
amidst the falling snow
amongst the frozen grass
The Taste Of Color
plum purple
maple leaf
autumn’s fruit
Encountered
emerald green
seldom seen
frog king
Pema
she hunts insights
in the misty mystical field
Pace
corners are for bustle
curves and bends
are where I like to wander
From Field To Barn
each bale contains
a cycle of seasons
the circle of life
Written There
the bird and insect’s canon
left for man and beast
hieroglyphics on trees
Out In Back
summer lolled
on the August lawn
luxuriating
Darkness in the Light
lantern’s speck of light
trusted guide
on a dark day
Arrival
summer flew in
on the wide blue sky
and landed in the greening field
Herd on the Hill
the gentle slope
the tender grass
sweet lazy grazing
The Nature of Time
slowly thyme
makes its way
across the lawn of summer
The Wave
dismissing winter
beckoning spring
so brave the grass’ gesture
Field Psalm
dried grass’
wind song
autumn’s hymn
Other Side
just before the hard frost
the grass is at its greenest
a promise to meet us
on the other side of winter
Grazing
delicious is
the final feast
of fresh grass
Accumulation
fall is for gathering
wood into stacks
and sheep into flocks
Revealed
nature reflects
the whole
of everything
Magnificence
her majesty
saves a place for me
while holding up the sky
Accommodation
Breath
a frog jumps
the pond breathes
in ripples
Lessons
wildflowers instruct us
bloom where you are
Dandelion Rain
if the sun came like rain
dandelions would be its drops