morning opens my eyes
my heart longs to embrace
the soul of this day
Rise
Mist Rise
each valley releases
last night’s cold
into the new day
Softly
the gentle landscape
rising and falling
showing us how
Purity Of Line
a rise
and fall
of color and form
Listening For The March Wind
standing with
a stand of trees
sensing the sap rise
Ascension
sedum climbs
stone steps
footprints of pink and green
Distant Snow
as our weather rises and shifts
winter still holds fast
to the horizon
Becoming One
the temperature rises
snow becomes fog
the universe dissolves into itself
Emergence
the past
arises
from the ice
Belief
the power
to rise
intention under wings
Iris Wreath
a circle of life
dormancy
gives rise to rebirth
At the Top of the Rise
first bale
makes the road
for all others
Aspiration
rock and lichen
give rise to
new life’s watch tower
In The Pause
winter’s blanket thrown off
everything simmers
not quite ready to rise
Stegosaurus
green dinosaur
rises from the ancient earth
defying extinction
Trinity of Trunks
experience, strength and hope
rise
from a single source
First One Up
dear Johnny
the last to bed
the first to rise
Rise
alone
with everything
between the clouds
Love Charm
crimson roots give rise
to the pristine white
purity of petals