Not Moved

in the tumult
mountains remind  me
the endurance of truth

Quickly The Mood Of Each Moment Shifts

light and shadow
chase each other
across the landscape

The River In September

the deepening
of green and blue
expands the view

View Of The Gate That Does Not Open

look past and beyond
the overgrown and closed
and see all that is

Calling Forth Green

the snow and clouds
evergreens conjure spring

Room To Grow

every leaf bud revels
in the space
reserved for their expansion

Beneath and Between

beneath the snow’s umbrella of white
between the porch and our dear crabapple tree
winter’s divine vista shines