like the night’s dreams
morning mist disperses
until dissolved
No Longer Even A Memory
Fleeting
as with
the morning fog
summer is dispersing
The Reeds Swear Sovereignty
late summer
wears a crown of wood
nobility of trees
Wander The Garden
the spirit restores
finding the space of place
along gracious paths
Follow The Light
put one brave foot
in front of the other
on the shadowy path
Into Forever
green summer
at our feet
the lazy day expands
Emergence
the forest
ever birthing
new life
Good Manners
with the merest dip
of a curtsey
clematis greets the day
What Wandering Reveals
the worn path
a line of desire
made known
A Dawn Of Pink And Purple
sun and clouds
mixing
the morning’s colors
In Absence Presence
away and yet
with everything
a link in divinity’s chain
The Size Of Time
the herd
dwarfed by trees
nature’s hierarchy of scale
Grace
humbly
basking in
divine light
Spring Tracery
the grand design
each leaf and petal
in it’s perfect place
Spring Road
we travel
into
the beginning
A Reunion Of Experience
the old barn
amongst new leaves
each teaching the other
In The Stillness
the trees admire
their own
stately symmetry
For Insects
once each year
some trees
bloom blue
Conversation Between Seasons
a stand of white birch
call back
to the snow capped mountain
Red Maple Ghost
like an apparition
she lingered
behind the crabapple
Oh April
with her sky
of many blues and
another coating of snow
Climb The Stairs
I’ll meet you there
we’ll dine
in field with sky
The Day Arranges Itself
the dawn rises
as fog settles
and trees take it all in
Always In April
and sometimes in May
a snowfall surprises
freshly unfurled leaves
Trees Thinking About Leaves
encouraged
by the evergreens
tiny buds plump themselves
Through The Pines
light streams
across the lake
over the faint mountain vista
Breath
snow
departing as vapor
old man winter’s last sigh
Atop The Palisades
evergreens
hold back the sky
from falling over the edge
Winter’s Ghost
a vaporized self
stalking
the fields
Jenga In The Woods
wind and weather
balance the pieces
placed by time