eating dandelion blossoms

it is a sacrament
eating from the earth
the springboard of life
all life, including my own
pulse and breath
eating from life
wild, green, growing
flourishing bright yellow
honeybee sharing
it is a communion
tasting the floral
essence of life
of spring time
and I find the simple
moment of bright
yellow joy

dancing green

a golden green
in the sun's white light
pines and grasses
dancing with the breeze

I am not green
but I too dance
with the breeze
in the sun's white light

lemon

For Jean

I sat down to write you poem,
but forgot what I wanted to say.
That's nothing to worry about,
it happens every day.

OK, I lied about that.
What I really meant to say,
it's nothing to worry about,
it happens several times a day.

Well, I'm really off track now,
and I remembered what I wanted to say.
I love you with all my heart,
and think of you every day.

No... several times a day.

(and here are some roses...)

contrast

Faith in the Way Things Are

How do I have faith
in the way things are,
when life's a shaky, narrow bridge
between birth and death?
I fear I will fall.
What could be is always
stronger that what is.

A Mere Shadow of My Former Self

Haunting our House...

Liking How It All Turned Out

(after the style of John Prine...)

Well, I just have to say
that I'm OK,
Had myself a wonderful day.
I like how it all turned out.

And my wish for you,
you'd be OK too,
everything beautiful and true,
and liking how it all turned out.

What if everyone could be
as OK as you and me.
That would be something to see,
Everyone liking how it all turned out.

To Breathe the Same Air

We gather together
in The Spirit
to breathe the same air,
eat the same bread,
drink the same wine,
to hear the same words,
and the same musical notes.
We gather together
to laugh together,
and to cry together,
to hold each other's hands,
look into each other's eyes,
and breathe the same air.

The Joy of a Bath!

birds, dogs and children
know how fun a bath can be

Joy and Sorrow

joy and sorrow hold hands
as they walk along their path
together as lovers, they
grow closer every day

In Search of God...

...I keep coming across Nature.

For Ben...

I am so sorry, in the midst of this pandemic, to note the death of a good friend of our extended family, Ben Sorensen. 

Our sympathies go out to his wife, Thelma and to his children, Jakie and Cici. 

He struggled with kidney failure for years, and was very ill this last week or so.  Coming back from a coma he was able to save his wife from having to make a very difficult decision.  He chose to leave the hospital and die a few days later in his own home, surrounded by his family.  He was able to say goodbye to them all. 

We will miss Ben.

My Favorite Blue...

...comes after a week of grey.