Mere Seconds

be still
to discover how quickly
things change

They Are Dancing

from the bench
we watch
firefly flowers

Totem Of The Downed Tree

whale eye
broken walrus tusk
house of spirits

Watching Curves

the bridge
the rock wall
the landscape itself

There It Was

the infinitesimal star
perhaps I didn’t see
but surely I believed

Diamond Drops

the only tool needed
for mining beauty
was observation

Found And Found Again

the truth
of beauty
is always rearranging

Holiness Seen

tiny white outline
on hallowed leaf

Open To Receiving

a winter walk
the wood’s gifts of beauty
match every step

The Afternoon’s Generosity

colors in the grass
such beauty
offered everywhere

Butterfly Alighted

small moment
the day

Contemplating the Flowers

shooed from the garden bed
the porch as
observation perch

Vantage Point

from the ground
looking all around

Moving Pictures

the day
unfurls itself
between the fence rails

High in the Blue Sky

petaled turret
pink watchtower
beauty’s sentinel observes


two bright poppy eyes
one wears shade
mascara-ed stamens