Fairies in the Flowers

Fairies dancing in the flowers

Slipper-footing on the irises

Golden pollen in their hair

Sipping nectar merrily

Kicking sparkles into sunshine

Giggles drifting in the air.

A Gift of Cold

Cold of glaciers chill my bones

Sweeping down from mountains

Icy streams and cool winds

Stealing heat from stifling days

Pulling me back into myself

An individual among individuals

Bound to life and intertwined

With the world in present mind.

Storms Rage

Storms rage churning oceans

Tossing foam to lightning struck heavens

Rending the air with fearsome thunder

Fissuring the sky with brilliant bolts

Jagged and blinding.

Kayaking

Paddle to the toes

Dug into the water

Pulling myself to freedom

Faster and faster

Straightening my path

Water splashing

About my bow

Higher and higher

Laughter rising towards the sky

Splash of saltwater

Tethering soul to body

Racing through the waves

Gloriously alive.

Time

Tick, tock, time is passing

Passing, fleeting, never staying

Always here and never absent

Cannot capture, can’t escape

Though we curse it

Though we bless it

Though we plead and beg and pray

Time flows on all unhindered

The vital change granting life.

A Time so Short and Bright

From the narrowest sliver of space

Caught between roof and tree

The moon is shining brightly

Through my window to me,

So bright, so fair, so proud it shines

For the briefest glimpse of time

Just as the other afternoon

The sun came shining through,

Through my window a slender beam

And through a tiny crystal

Suspended in space to gleam

Casting rainbows on my wall,

By grace of star and satellite

And slivers of space by day and night

My world was blessed with light

For a time so short and bright.

Spring's Approach

Spring lies nigh

Rolling over in her sleep

Towards the land of now

Her trailing fingers

Stealing the bite

From Dawn’s Winter chill.