and on the way
we will gather
peace and hope
We Will Follow The Star To Christmas
A Night’s Morning
some evenings fall
like the dawning
of a new day
When Being Empty Is Being Whole
the light and fluff
dispersed
a meadow star remains
There It Was
the infinitesimal star
perhaps I didn’t see
but surely I believed
Oh Dahlia
lady in red
takes
her star turn
When Wandering
from afar
a tiny star
can lead us home
Wood Star
time transforms
the ancient timber
into a celestial being
Glory, Glory, Glory
a frozen star
a gift of light
a glimpse of the divine
Unfailing
A sliver of moon
the morning star
day breaks
Biggest Star
Brightest orb shining the way
through spring and into summer days,
lighting the route through woods and dark days.
Trillium
Star of the woodland
offers a sacred trinity
in flower petals and leaves.
Yellow Tree
A tree of color shouts out into the bright blue night
calling to the night’s first, tiny star
friend, I’ve missed you.