Deep Listening

everything in the world speaks
the air, the stone, the leaf
it is we who must become fluent

Frost Dodger

as summer wanes
each flower more precious
for the precariousness

Cascade Of Hearts

the one hundred year old
stone frog
worships at this alter

Essential Elements

steel heron
waits by stone bowl
filled with rain


in stone
and petaled forms
a nobility of beauty

In This Liminal Time

each morning
with the flowers
sweet dreams linger

One of Many

the shadow reveals
another definition
of self