we journey
towards each other
open hearted
May It Be Every Day
Fields At Rest
fortitude
is being built
in the fallow field
The Road Into Summer
from the respite of shade
blue skies of opportunities
just up ahead
The Still Snowy Way
the road given
is the road
that must be traveled
Patience
foggy morning
the sundial waits
for the sun
Sanctuary
little church stands between
the old route road and the big woods
with a faith of clapboard and a peace of stained glass
Told By The Road
the future is uncertain
but for this
together we go on
Spring Dreams
all the world in bloom
and emanating
the green glow of hope
New To The World
oh to be
inquisitive
young and clean
The Road Home
etched in memory
our tracks in the snow
the hug of each curve
Following Instructions
mother said
stay off the road
hide if trouble comes
Be Where Your Feet Are
the here
of now
contains everything
Fleeting
as with
the morning fog
summer is dispersing
Down The Road
the blessed old barn
storing our histories
of summer
Beatific Guardrail
take the curve
with care
roses everywhere
Spring Road
we travel
into
the beginning
Field Colleague
Down The Lane
sunshine
is the address
of Betsy’s house
Walk In The Woods
side by side
we round the bend
into the new now
The Way
gentle path
through the flowering field
the road to happy destiny
Small Dog Big World
the call of the wild
and being called home
Big Sky
was wide
with possibility
Red Door With Poppies
ran down to the road
to greet us
No One To Ask But The Fog And The Snow
will the curve
in the road
lead us back home?
Dandelion Road
not yet fully formed
our hopes and wishes
accompany us
The Disappearing Barn
seasons
pass through
memories remain
Beside The Dusty Road
a meeting place
for man and nature’s
communion
The Great Now
happiness
was flowering
everywhere
At the Top of the Rise
first bale
makes the road
for all others
Following Leads
through the reeds
a road emerged
that seemed to lead to spring
