In all her dazzling displays and subtle simplicities
nature’s ever evolving beauty nurtures
the ability to be grateful.
Encouragement
last year’s pinecone
inspires this year’s seedling.
Bunting Season
Even as decay begins to steal away their color
orange leaves wave brightly
celebrating fall until the very end.
Ordinary Splendor
In the heart of autumn
the mighty oak, humble and true,
presents the rich variety of shades of brown.
Connection
The bench by the pond
my meeting place with God.
Holy Leaf
in its missing parts
resides another part of its magnificence.
Nature’s Classroom
Fall illustrates
with astounding beauty and inevitable departures
the lesson of impermanence.
Turning
The change is upon us.
Gifts
Nature presents her complexities to the observant eye
and her mysteries to the open heart.
Posey
A tiny bouquet of piercing red
surrounded by heart shaped leaves
offered to you by August.
Space
Solace can often be found
in the space between.
Garden Illuminata
leaves harmonize
with shadow and light
in the stillness resides everything
Latticework
The master gardener
grows a burgundy trellis
and decorates with dots of dew.
Refinement
Brilliant red
butterfly wings
dancing in the breeze.
Whispers
spring whispers green
into the air, onto the trees.
Angle of Repose
Leaves find their resting place
in the place between.
Snake and Bird
In the winter landscape
the snake with his skin of leaves and grass
hunts the water bird.
Christmas Leaves
Winter Green
After the leaves are gone
lichen paints the forest green.
Pine Grove
This is the spot
to rest on the plush pine needle carpet,
listen to the song of the leaves and the river
and hear the wisdom of your own heart.
Swarm
Like a swarm of bees looking for their hive
yellow leaves flutter and buzz in the breeze.
Passing
In late fall fragile leaves delicately adorn the trees,
their transient nature intensifying their beauty.
Autumn Tracks
Clickity clack away rode summer.
The whisper and crunch of leaves
is the sound of Fall’s journey.
Limbs and Leaves
A knot of limbs.
A web of leaves.
The forest is a tapestry.
Late Bloom
The first hard frost has taken all the leaves.
One brave bloom reaches for the sun.