palisades shrouded in mist
its sacredness seeps into my bones
and I stand in reverence
If The Liminal Could Be Seen
In Absence Presence
away and yet
with everything
a link in divinity’s chain
Totem Of The Downed Tree
whale eye
broken walrus tusk
house of spirits
Solitude
I gave
my heart to nature
now I am never alone
Holiness Seen
tiny white outline
halo
on hallowed leaf
Two Came Together
summertime visit
from dear friends
long departed
Consciousness Born
intention
of contemplation
is transformation
Mountain Chime
weather is
the bell ringer
calling all to worship
Microcosm of the Universe
marsh made
mandala
the cosmos arose
Life Asks Of Us
tattered feather
more precious now
for all it has given
Prayer Flags
the birch in worship
waving her prayer flags
for us
Nearness
Tim
seeks me
in the garden
small
white
butterfly
always
hovering
nearby
Ghost
that I glimpse
from the side of my eye
Darting through blossoms
resting on leaves
Taking advantage of sunshine and breeze
Pointing out a shapely cloud
waiting on my mailbox
inquisitive antenna cocked
Reminding me
as mortality
rages on
death
is not
the final stop
Water Temple
elements in worship
limbs raised in prayer
reflection of faith
The Way
uncertain if
my path is the way
suddenly guidance appears
Entrance
not broken by the places
the world has worn through
new entrances for grace
Taking Suggestions
at the Buddha’s suggestion
the wind and tree united
to place a reminder of faith
Entry to the Realm of Spirits
hollowed through
passage to
the other side
Spirit Guide
always nearby
awaiting notice
guiding the way
Allowance
I am seen
by the knowing yellow eye
and allowed audience
Divine Pink Sky
heaven
brushed against
the landscape
Kasco
rising
into flight
spirit casting shadow
Go
into the unknown
unafraid
to the life beyond
this living
Veil
spider spins
a spiritual veil
between heaven and earth
Cardinal
fulfilling ecclesiastical duties
of bearing beauty and witness
carrying divinity’s spirit
Easter Sky
a moveable feast
this transient sky
and light of living hope
Rise
radiance is the soul
making itself known
Jubilation
joy is the sustenance
the hungry heart seeks
Sky Light
a ray of light
within the dark
rekindles hope
and warms the heart
Hallowing
outside the church window
the prayer and devotion
of snow
Oblation
in the oak leaf’s golden goblet
diamond dust and light
an offering to the gods of winter