Dark beauty

The beauty of a cloudy day: 

The way the colors sing against the dark… 

When will we come to understand 

Each transitory moment has its value, 

If only we make time 

To appreciate the possibilities?

Seek joy!

Where is it that you find joy? 

At home? In the garden? 

In the mountains? By the sea? 

In your studio, or at work? 

Wherever it may be, 

I hope you find a taste of delight 

In your day.🙂

Inextinguishable

The sun still shines through, 

Despite the heavy blanket of clouds, 

Bringing light and color into a world 

Overwhelmed by darkness. 

We, too, can be the light, 

And will continue glowing, 

Inextinguishable.

Hanging their heads

So much beauty, yet still they hang their heads, 

Clustering together, seeking invisibility 

 As if they have imposter syndrome, 

Or have been so beaten down by wind and rain 

They can no longer lift their heads to the sun…

Watching and Hoping

As the eagle watches the water 

 For signs of fish, 

We watch the news for signs of hope, 

Eager to grasp some tasty nugget 

That might assuage our soul’s hunger 

For righteousness and peace…

Gardening as an act of trust

Gardening is such an act of faith: 

To stuff brown bulbs into bare ground 

When all the leaves have fallen 

 And trust that flowers will emerge 

Once winter’s snows have melted,

 Is amazing: not only to plan so far ahead, 

But to know that the flowers will return each spring 

 And also multiply!;

Opposites

We are so quick to divide life into opposites — 

Good, bad; right, wrong; 

High, low; black, white; 

 Rough, smooth; wet or dry — 

When will we learn to see life as a möbius strip, 

 Where each fades into the other, all shades of gray, Tempered by heart, experience, and time?