some of the color
that has left the woods
finds refuge on the island
Asylum
In The Winter
we walk on water
into the magic
of the green island
The Amplification of Being
deep silence
listening to
the shadows move
Morning Joy
wings wide
the day embraced
one with everything
Wild Ways
intrepid tree
grows in rock
eagle’s fishing spot
Respite
navigating stillness
by the paddle drip’s song
peace within reach
With The Sky At My Feet
in the cool of the woods
at the edge of the clearing
quiet brings clarity of thought