neither chasing
nor evading
what is
The Buddha Sits
The Space That Snowflakes Make
in the falling silence
the space to release worries
and find peace
Becoming
nothing
to do
but right now
Serenity At The Oxbow
the river’s clarity
a love poem
to stillness
Before You
the thing
to be loved is
what is
Respite
navigating stillness
by the paddle drip’s song
peace within reach
Here
know thyself
and love thyself
and everywhere is home
River Bank
I invest my time
at the river’s bank
serenity is my yield
Rise
across the lake
the mountains rise
beneath puffed clouds
sweet sighs the sky
Acceptance
calm can be found
even inside the storm
Behind the Barn
the unexpectedly blue sky
the snow quilted field
the quiet woods
serenity
Unafraid
without fear
grasshopper sits
on the edge of darkness
Serenity
Ceramic koi
swim the air
circling the garden stones
Three Posts
At the edge of the woods
stand three posts on which to hitch
your worries, your troubles, your cares.
You’ll find you won’t need them when you return.
In The Hush
Quietly beauty cloaks the land
allowing the silence of the soul to speak.
.
Tranquility
A light dusting of snow
quiets the woods with peace enough
to sooth the world.
Garden Path
Stepping stones warmed by the sun
beckon bare feet
to journey into serenity
Calm
Midday by the river just the barest of breezes blows
and the only sound is of bees and dragonflies at work.
So Blue the Sky
so still the brook.
Look deep into the water
and see heaven.