the young tree’s shadow
rests upon its near elder
receiving sacred reassurance
How The Spirit Leans
Beneath The Watch Of Elders
young pine
in the January snow
so many more years to grow
Beauty Of The Spent Bloom
grace remained
even after
your youth departed
Swim Lessons
six parent-teachers
nineteen students
countless ripples
The Days Move Fast
chasing the last of summer
through the young woods
the sun’s rays always just out of reach
Instructions
keep close
keep together
keep between us
New To The World
oh to be
inquisitive
young and clean
With The Trees
I am nurtured
by the eloquent silence
of the young woods
Considerations
curious but skittish
in the fluffy coat of youth
is the garden worth the risk…
They Remember Youth
the old rose
and the old barn
share an elegance of aging
A Reunion Of Experience
the old barn
amongst new leaves
each teaching the other
Waltz In The Woods
shadow dance
on the rock face
What’s That?
and curious
about the world
Taking The Day
side by side
into the morning mist
Youth’s Perch
leaning out
over childhood
the climbing tree
Finding Purpose
seeking sun when young
making shade with age
the garden’s straw hat
Fleeting Youth
half covered
in her baby pelt
dashing toward adulthood
The Explorers
emerging from their rock wall den
into the bright morning light
and hunting lessons
New
everything a wonder
the world
is brand new
Waiting Red Canoe
her reflection swims
a memory
of last summer’s youth
New
too new to the world
to know fear
the fawn questions
with eyes of innocence
Bronze Maiden
The meadow blooms
in honor of her eternal youth.
Learning Tree
the elder trees encourage
the young sapling to
show its joy in color
Nap Time
Late afternoon
the youngest ones
slumber on soft grass
Herd Wisdom
What kind of cows have wheels and honk?
The young one wonders.
Dumb ones. The older ones know.
