the season asks
for slowing down
let stillness be a pastime found
Rest
In Nothing Everything
the wind stopped
and the whole world stilled
a settling of collective rest
Fields At Rest
fortitude
is being built
in the fallow field
The Work Of Leaves
clean the air
nourish blooms and insects
replenish the soil
rest and return
Small White Goat
having cleared the field
of thistle and thorn
a full belly-ed rest
Lazy Days
summer rests
by the roadside
tall grass and clover
Turns
gathered wheels
rest and compare
their many many miles
Dog Days
lazy boats
only the clouds
are sailing today
Late Summer Garden
field grass high and in seed
flower stalks looking for rest
abundance about to tip into decline
this is the story of the passage of time
Learning From The Herd
keep close together
do what is best for you
tilt your face toward the sun
Rest
the design
of dormancy
is renewal of energy
Communion
oh to rest
in the sheltering wisdom
of the old, old tree
The Shadow Lace Of Bare Trees
on the dormant garden’s
bench
The Yard In Autumn
rest
on the lawn
The Woods
still at rest
lichen
the only green
A Solar System Underfoot
the milky way
rests
on the meadow
Daybreak
winter’s
cold breath
resting in the valleys
Bones and Softness
fully
inhabited self
contradiction consummated
Forest Of Fern
everything rests
upon
proportion’s perception
The Garden Bench
in morning shade
watching
a summer day unfold
Interval
do nothing
see
everything unfold
Let Sleeping Dogs Lie
on the couch
with their own
pillow and blanket
Home Sweet Home
a most charming box
entices inhabitants
to nest and rest
Day Is Done
clouds pull up
to the mountain’s chin
the world readied for rest
The Rest of Winter
despite
our brief reprieve
winter waits in the wings
Together
taking in sunshine
in the warmth
of each other
Rest
between
her windy travels
oak leaf rests on ice
The Bench In Solitude
wind
rests on the bench
waiting for direction
White Light
resting thoughts
on mountain’s
soft shoulders
Break Time
crabapple snack
fuel for
nut gathering
