brittle and brown
a mirror
for light
A New Way Of Being
Becoming
in saying goodbye
the leaf became
a butterfly
The Path Is Paradox
by being still
becoming
part of the motion
Contained
all transformations
of the seasons change
assembled in the now
Housing Tomorrow’s Beauty
seed heads
the flowers
chrysalis
The August Garden
drinking in humidity
and transforming heat
into color
The Commonplace Sublime
late November light
delivers the touch
of grace
Enigmatic Mist
mysteries
of the season change
secrets of transformation
Early Departure
each hole
a doorway where
life passes through
Still Green
in the morning sun
turning
frost into dew
Will You Find Your Way To Being A Butterfly
living inside
nourished with parsley
tended by humans
In The Dirt
a tiny
call for joy
the day transformed
Unification
as time
went by
it all became one
To Thrive In All Circumstance
weather the storm
and make it
a flower
Sparkle
milkweed’s moment
in the sun
glittering cold
The Pasture Transformed
winter’s beach
new snow dunes
hold a frozen tide
Stages
the beauty
inside
yet to be seen
The Place He Used To Live
honeycomb
the snake’s
old home
Consciousness Born
intention
of contemplation
is transformation
Wood Star
time transforms
the ancient timber
into a celestial being
Archway
bent tree arch
sacred passage
into transforming woods
The Usefulness Of Everything
bark, branch and leaf
pay their debt to the earth
with themselves
Change
the air foretold
of fall’s approach
and meadow rue took note
Fleeting Youth
half covered
in her baby pelt
dashing toward adulthood
Above the Milk House
time matched the speed
of the forming clouds
folding everything into now
Permission
as ice gives its form to water
permission is granted to wander
Fluid
in the rush of change
the only way to become oriented
is to surrender to transformation
Alighted
light shone
on the finished field
transforming it to gold
Suggestion
wild geranium
suggests to the trees
the new season of colors has begun
May I
welcome are the clouds
of April’s dappled skies
who shower us with colors