like splashes
of the sun
fall’s fine finish
Fountainhead
absorbing the sun
to ripen the seed
the original source
has no other needs
Chosen By Light
the sun’s light
shifts towards spring
expired blooms bloom again
Namaste
buddha
in the morning sun
all is one
The Color Purple
a touch
of sun and
color blooms
Singular Kindness
blazing sun
but shade
for Buddha
Set Upon By The Sun
joyful sparks
in Nonnie’s garden
columbine catch fire
Spring Squares Off With The Summer Sun
spring bulbs
duel the sun
high noon in the garden
Finding Purpose
seeking sun when young
making shade with age
the garden’s straw hat
Cold Bur
frost still fills
the space we’ve saved
for the warming sun
Afternoon Sun
in the brevity
of winter’s landscape
truth shines
Wake
morning comes
to the dahlia sun
rousing the sleeping bee
Sun Gazer
unblinking
the most tender of petals
will reveal all
Exuberance of Sun and Bloom
formal garden
confines created
to illuminate abundance
Rush
months of stillness
liberated by
the freeing sun
Crossing the Ridge
edging winter out
leaf buds sunning
as snow retreats
Veil
lacy ice curtain
veils the dark woods
both awaiting the sun’s revelation
Moonlight Sun
winter’s day
the sun and moon
transposed
Luminous Flux
in the forest room
a chandelier of ice
whose switch plate is the sun
Gathering
cold gathers
in the tree line
stronger than November sun
Seeding Sun
a galaxy of seeds
infinity without
beginning or end
Shine
August sun
the heart of heat
lighting everything from within
Summer Games
dappled and darting
sunbeams and birch trees
play tag in the woods
Intensity
the sun
so bright
colors catch fire
Touch
night’s cold breath
caresses the branches
her touch released by the sun
Yet
a memory of last summer’s sun
the winter field not yet touched
by the greens of spring
Sanctuary
snow in sun
basking leaves
dwell in the sanctuary of now
Yield
first light
stretches across the acres
that are harvest’s home
Sunflowers
beaming in the hot sun
best beheld from the cool
depths of woodland shade
Brief Visit
spring wears white
in polkadot leaves and petal snow
until the wilting sun asks her to go