dappled and darting
sunbeams and birch trees
play tag in the woods
Found Again
walk in the woods
with sunlight and fairies
Eden has not been lost
Hallow Hollow
in the hollow
was his holiness
blessing sacred ground
Commencement
inspired by the field
hardwoods commence their leafing
as the landscape sighs in green
Convocation
at the bridge
quaker ladies rally
sojourn to the spring woods
The Music Played
concert at the vernal pond
the flutist serenades
obligate and facultative inhabitants
Spot Light
found by the light
or light from within
a beacon
The Way
uncertain if
my path is the way
suddenly guidance appears
Text
it is written
that we are here
to nourish one another
Smokehouse
the cure
for hunger
is preservation
Permission
as ice gives its form to water
permission is granted to wander
Steps to Change
in the woods
the corner waited
to be turned
Opening
seat of knowledge
where the rock split
Buddha sits
Up and Across
each trunk and branch
points the way
no wrong turns
only new paths
Spent
in the brotherhood
of the woods
support is found
Cenotaph
every season
leaves an inscription
in lichen lettering
Middle Way
deep in the woods
on the path
leads the Buddha
Together
little house
in the snowy woods
by the rock walls stood
The Black and White of Mountain Snow
winter lays bare
the precise location
of each passing moment
In The Sleepy Woods
trees dream in misty green
of heaven’s touch and fairy rings
Sing Along
bright notes of red
the cheerful chorus
of winter’s song
Compass of Safety
the three
in the deer yard
oversee the four cardinal directions
Exultation
chosen she wears
the light of white
teaching lessons in joy
Behold
the light
of fog and frost
incarnation of hope
Carpeting
December’s magic carpet
which normally is snow
this year the moss does grow
Filigree of Trees
in the freezing fog
everything is seen
with crystal eyes
Entry to the Realm of Spirits
hollowed through
passage to
the other side
Gateway
fallen tree
becomes a torii arch
gate to the sacred woods
Finery
the woods
dress in their finery
fall’s tapestry of leaves
Tall Teachers
lessons take time
learning has no end
our subject is everything