the stream and sky
converse about
the fluid endurance of existence
Shared Knowledge
The Source
impossible to know
illumination
or glow
Pink Edged Columbine
cupping jewels of rain
wildflowers know
the true value of things
Trunks Of Knowledge
where the birch are gathered
they talk amongst themselves
sharing the wisdom of their society
Willing
in the garden I begin to learn
how to let difficulties pass
like shadows across a petals
Iris Leaves And Columbine
even perennials know
there is no such thing
as forever
It Has Been And So I Believe
morning always comes
trust in that
is my nightlight
The Flowers Knowledge Of Mystery
in the silence
beyond all words
resides understanding
Answered
the pines
asked no questions
all was answered in being
Fare Thee Well
feathered ones know
winter says goodbye
in snow
Confidence in Elders
counsel sought
of two great pines
knowledge shared in silence
Mallow’s Cousin
tropical wonder
who knew you
liked zone 4b
Another Frontier
new galaxy
found on the ground
lily pad houses black holes
Outside
trees tell
tales of freedom
outside the garden fence
Admiration
slowly goes the snail
admiring everything
knowing flowers will wait
to be seen
Daffodil
my rising sun
the light by which I know
spring has begun
Glow
the willow glows
because she knows
the surety of spring
Nearness
You know the divine.
It radiates light and calls you to it.
Sometimes its name is beauty.