Learning from plants’ diversity

I wonder if those who oppose diversity 

Have boring gardens? 

Plants come in so many amazing varieties, 

And each seems so quite unafraid 

 To flaunt its individuality; 

Why wouldn’t we include 

 As many different kinds as we could find 

To coexist and fit in with each other?

Lift thine eyes

It’s all too easy to become distracted 

By the dailiness of life — 

All the demands and complexity 

Of that which is close to us — 

And miss that which calls us 

Into mystery, into silence; 

Into the future and beyond. 

Look up, lift thine eyes, 

And know the peace that lies waiting, 

Just beyond your grasp.

What does this say to you?

If you turn this picture on its side, 

It looks like one of those Mt. Rushmore faces 

Blowing out smoke; I was tempted 

To show it that way. 

But something tells me to leave it as I found it, 

And let you draw your own conclusions…

Invitation to mystery

Sundays are for mystery, 

For getting in touch 

With that which cannot be explained: 

With the wisdom of the ages 

And that inner voice that wisdom planted 

Deep within our souls 

To help us find our way to truth and light. 

Stop, look, and listen 

 To what calls us to new heights and smoothes 

New paths for undertaking 

New adventures.

Elephantine beauty

The elephantine beauty of these tree trunks 

Takes my breath away: 

To have lived so long and endured so much, 

Yet still be pouring energy 

Into their annual display of autumnal color… 

It gives me hope that we, too, can survive 

These current depredations on our society 

 Without succumbing to destruction 

Of our fundamental values, rights and freedoms.

Life’s layers

Life, our bodies, our experiences 

 Are composed of many layers: 

The surface, often fragile, transitory, 

Details lost in a fog of memory over time, 

And then the hard bone of things, 

That which solidifies into rigidity: 

Assumptions, principles, what will make us 

Take a stand, and then, beneath it all, 

The vulnerability at the heart that we protect, 

Scarred and wounded, yet still beating 

With warmth and possibility…

Rainy Day Thoughts

Waiting for an early morning ferry 

And watching through the rain 

As the cars and people gather 

For the journey that lies ahead 

I’m grateful for the sparks of light, 

Bright indicators, placed by some 

For the health and safety of others, 

Relics of a time when leaders understood 

The concept of the greater good 

And invested in a brighter, safer future for all…