I wish…

The earth has not stopped turning

 -- Yet --

 And so the sunset colors 

Have begun their annual slide north, 

Past the trees and into view, 

Rewarding us for our patience 

Through this long winter; 

Promising a return of joy 

Despite the current prophesies of doom. 

I wish I could still trust and believe;

 It seems…

 Improbable.

Uneclipsed

Obscured by clouds and falling snow, 

The lunar eclipse might never have happened: 

We certainly couldn’t see it. 

When we peered out a few hours later 

The moon was full and beaming, 

Surrounded by a rainbow halo, 

Proud to have surmounted 

Both the darkness and the storm. 

We, too, I hope, will still be here 

When this troubled time has passed.

Challenges ahead

There’s a long and winding road ahead 

With storms predicted, snakes in the grass, 

And no relief in sight: 

We just need to trust we’ll get through this; 

That we’ll learn what we need to learn 

And end up where we’re meant to be. 

Though it feels like we’re lost and alone, 

The hands of fate still guide us.

Not alone

Though you are safely stowed at harbor, 

The current atmosphere leaves you feeling

 Alone and exposed; vulnerable.

 But look around you; 

Peer through the fog of anxiousness, 

And know you are surrounded,

 In company with others who feel the same. 

We’re not alone, we just have to find a way 

To work together.

Let’s go together

Let’s travel this path together. 

I’m not sure where it will take us — 

We may just go round in circles — 

But it will be lovely to have you with me 

As we explore the possibilities ahead.

The wind is rising

Sunrise, 

Looking across the farm, 

And another day begins, 

With another day’s minor tasks 

Still calling for completion, 

Even as the world beyond’s in turmoil. 

I reset the clocks, feed the cats, 

Wash the dishes, 

Breathe deep, and look again:

 The sun’s already gone, 

Lost behind a cloud, 

And the wind is rising.

Life’s beauty

Life’s beauty, 

 Glimpsed through a netting 

Of branches and reflections, 

Is still clear; 

Our work’s clear, too: 

 To notice, to honor and protect that 

From all who seek only to exploit.