You know the divine.
It radiates light and calls you to it.
Sometimes its name is beauty.
Arrival
At the sacred spot
you will reach a delicate fence
of frost frozen flowers.
Gallant-Tree
In the thickest part of the thicket
where the footing was most precarious
a branch held my weight and restored my balance.
Chivalry lives in the woods.
Tranquility
A light dusting of snow
quiets the woods with peace enough
to sooth the world.
Curls
Golden girl of the forest
the birch wears its bark
in a cascade of curls.
Bonfire
The burn pile
awaits the safety of snow
before the dance of flames.
Woodland Tapestry
against the silver backdrop of bare branches
weeds and leaves
are the warp and woof of the landscape
Outcropping
The granite ledge
makes itself known
by refusing all trees.
Mighty Foot
The old tree stands
like an elephant
remembering all.
Out of the Woods
Suddenly sunlight
and the meadow appears.
The dark treacherous trail
becomes a gentle winding path.
Undaunted
by winter’s demands
evergreens refuse to release color or needles
and stand in defiant contrast to the ever greying landscape.
Uprooted
Grandfather still holds onto stones from the earth.
No longer a giant, now a sculpture
a testament to the power of nature.
Quiet White
Winter
white washes
the woods.
Balance
becomes possible
by accepting
circumstances.
Thankfulness
In all her dazzling displays and subtle simplicities
nature’s ever evolving beauty nurtures
the ability to be grateful.
Rust
As winter edges closer
the woods become rust and grey.
Only the sound of one’s own footsteps
mulching leaves
interrupts the silence.
Embrace
fingers of moss
entwine the old tree
a lover’s goodbye embrace.
Encouragement
last year’s pinecone
inspires this year’s seedling.
Old Man Frost
leaves his whiskers behind
when he runs through the woods
chasing moonbeams and sunshine.
The Other Side
Turkeys hurry
to get to the far side
of Thanksgiving.
Foothold
the ancient ones
leave their footprints
above and below the land.
Encounter
Coming upon the cairn in the woods
I knew we were still traveling together.
I added one stone for the two of us
and saw the face of a wise, knowing owl.
Fallen
There is no failure in falling.
While the descent may be hard
repose eventually softens all difficulty.
This is the grace of transformation.
Learning Tree
the elder trees encourage
the young sapling to
show its joy in color
Repossession
The woods reclaim the old barn
returning her lumber to the earth.
Goddess Trees
The trinity of birch
renewal, determination, protection
comprise a sacred ladder to the heavens.
Bonsai
At the edge of the forest
where enchantment begins
grows a tiny tree of goldenrod.
Wisdom
The gnarled tree
holds the history and tells the story
of the woods.
Listen closely.
Three Teepees
The beans have finished their teepee climb
now even the hammock sleeps
summer retreats
Retreat
Awaken when the woodpecker knocks.
Birdsong accompanies the noontime meal.
Eagle’s cries announce the surrender of day to dusk.