light and colors
reached us through the fog
and so the new year dawned
Time’s Bridge
the center reaches
for the shore
shadows seek the light
Exultation
chosen she wears
the light of white
teaching lessons in joy
Behold
the light
of fog and frost
incarnation of hope
Alighted
light shone
on the finished field
transforming it to gold
Where Moments Meet
beside the birch
I watched the pond
illuminate the mysteries of time
Carpeting
December’s magic carpet
which normally is snow
this year the moss does grow
Fog’s Clarity
the future disappeared
along with the horizon
leaving the delicate determination of now
Filigree of Trees
in the freezing fog
everything is seen
with crystal eyes
Outsiders
leaves wander
outside the fence
of their beloved mountain
More than Rain, Lighter than Snow
shrouded grey December day
clouds carry today’s hope
Gateway
fallen tree
becomes a torii arch
gate to the sacred woods
Portrait of the Pond
patiently she sits
subtly shifting moods
captured but never contained
Whispers
the colors are
a whisper now
winter’s quiet inches in
Between the Field and the Clouds
with the crop given
the field speaks to the clouds
of respite and restoration
The Sky’s Timbre
autumn’s leaves are echoed
in an orange morning sky
Recipient
everything
that was needed
was given in abundant grace
Each Day New
the day wakes
light yawns across the valley
creation is never done
The Golden One
every limb’s gesture
was an encouragement
to joy
Flying South
before
the formation
is found
River Dance
light dances
across the surface
leaving footprints of joy
One
sunlight shines through you
your body wears the tilt of the reeds
what you see you become
Slippery Slope
perched atop
the shifting edge of shale
beauty’s daring
Beauty Berry
as the landscape mutes
and colors recede
one last glory
Crisp
autumn light
chisels colors
out of the blue
Rooted in Rock
hair of gold
atop the granite face
smiling palisade
Residence
fall resides
on the far side
of the fence
Fire In The Sky
clouds smolder
their red embers
igniting the water’s edge
Being A Part
solitude
inside community
being a part of the whole
Tall Teachers
lessons take time
learning has no end
our subject is everything