the practice
of doing
nothing
Projection
reflection
already where
canoes want to be
Morning At The Marsh
golden light
the world pristine
a new beginning
Inversion
water mirror
sets everything
on top of itself
Three Canoes
place holder
for our reentry
into the wild world
One Breath At A Time
still
in the stillness
meditation on marshland
All The Time In The World
shadows
telling time
no need to hurry
Fluidity
water never tires
of the temperature’s
perpetual requirement of readjustment
In Deference To Illumination
touched by light
so turned to gold
alchemy of cold
Fall’s Reflection
water colored
by fall’s display
changing by the day
Microcosm of the Universe
marsh made
mandala
the cosmos arose
Freedom
deep green
afternoon
light blue canoe
Loon’s Nest
as she sits
creation is constructed of
stillness and patience
Pursuit
stalking fish
warrior feathers
on ruffled heron
Wood Bone
sun bleached
tree’s remains
the landscape’s carcass
Enter Stage Left
swooping in
summer arrives
on red wings
Magic in the Marsh
bullrush
wizard watching
over winter
Tresel
outlined as it is obscured
all the same
the bridge remains
Water’s Way
freeze and thaw
and shifting drifts
all leaning into life
Iddy-umpty
morse code of winter
dots and dash of ice
arctic opus written in cold
Under The Overpass
nature travels
humble hallowed byways
that always lead home
Cloud Moon
to be a moon
in the bright blue sky
a cloud’s dream realized
Carried
leap of faith
the heron’s flight
all my dreams are carried
Inscription
autumn light
etches the edges
of everything into memory
At The Elegant Edge
outside the spotlight
of sunshine and sparkle
the silhouette of elegance
Merger
in the current of cattails
ripples of blossoms
as meadow melds with water
Origin
bluebird box
on the lily marsh
commencement of happiness
Green Mountain State
at the inlet
awash in green
wind and current confer
Lavender Glooming
the colors
wrap around us
we are held
in heaven’s embrace
Sunset Music
the sky sings
glory hallelujah
water sings the refrain