Sunday, March 01, 2015

3/1






Poetry,
Clings about
The native soil
Of my heart:
Like trailing vines,
Wrapped
In life's embrace,
Enriching the land
Through every scent
And color,
Till all of life
Lies before me,
Luscious, and fragrant
As the first flush
Of the young crocus,
Slipping through the snow.

Saturday, February 07, 2015

Renew.......A Haiku






I can see my life,
Woven, into the embers
Of a summer sky;

A soften transit
Into the dream-crossed twilight
Of uncounted years;

Threads, like ribbon skies
Between the eaves of heaven,
Braid my resting place;

Horizons expand,
And shadows of light display
Their smirks of whimsy;

Sacred encounters,
In His close and subtle touch,
Renew life within.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

Silence






My soul is
Silence unto God:
For my love,
I see all;
But I am prayer:
A soul
Cast into life,
As both battlefield
And temple.