may the heron bless me with a sighting
may the mist rise and grant me clarity
may the water’s reflection give me a second chance to see
Prayers At The Marsh
At The Edge Of A New Day I Wonder
what spirits reside
in that rising mist
what will they teach today?
Ancient Conversation
the fleeting trillium
and steadfast granite
engaged in their spring colloquy
River Morning
this day’s mysteries
gather in the mist
until divulged by the sun
With All Blooms And Beginnings
first and most mysteriously comes
an internal expansion
that commands glorious opening
Sensing What Is Beyond Sight
like Mabel
the woods call to me too
beckoning with mysteries and solace
The Flowers Knowledge Of Mystery
in the silence
beyond all words
resides understanding
With Dawn
morning
crosses the meadow
on misty mysterious feet
Revealed
she turned
one petal down
revealing her mysteries
of gradation and form
Wonder
the world is frozen
and yet
everything’s in motion
Mysterious Waters
was that
the last of summer
swirling on the surface?
Enigmatic Mist
mysteries
of the season change
secrets of transformation
Breath
snow
departing as vapor
old man winter’s last sigh
No Two The Same
the magic symmetry
of each individual design
seen by the naked eye
Embracing Mystery
the morning
shrouded
in mystical cold
Onward
into the misty unknown
carry your dreams
while seeking the sun
Boarded Up
what mysteries
and whose histories
are stored inside?
Mystery Of Snow
cloaked in cold
insulated by the thing
from the thing
What Leaving Leaves
behind
the missing spot
lies tomorrow
Ephemeral Pool
ephemeral pool
mysterious light
microbial magic
Trust
enter the mystery
of today’s
exquisite unknown
Time Travel
there goes the wind
through the trees
carrying time
Magical Mysteriousness
pull the antler
door handle
to know
what resides within
Behold
angel’s wings
invisible vistors
seen
Mysteries of the Color Wheel
sisters hold the secret
of simultaneously being
magenta and scarlet
The Change Space
mysteries of the space
in between the thing
and how it is seen
Where Moments Meet
beside the birch
I watched the pond
illuminate the mysteries of time
Tropical Darling
how is it
you bloom in October
in zone 4b?
Dreams
the landscape dreams
in wisps of mist
and mystery
Awakening
invisible
is the rousing
of the drowsy woods