Let beauty feed your soul

This photo was taken at sunrise, 

But my camera was facing west: 

Quite a surprise! 

 Just a reminder: 

Beauty can be found 

In unexpected places, 

So be brave, and bold, 

And look about you: 

 There is always beauty somewhere. 

Find it, and let it feed your soul.

Protecting the vulnerable

Help us always 

 To see beyond the distractions 

To the vulnerability that lies waiting 

To be tenderly cared for 

And gently exposed to the light.

Build habits of peace

My husband has a habit 

Of complaining about technology 

 While I, of late, have found myself 

Complaining just as much, 

But about politics. 

It’s time, I think, though I won’t deny 

Our complaints are well deserved, 

To actively seek a return to that space 

Within our hearts where peace is found, 

And to focus on nurturing that 

Til it expands beyond our selves 

And softens the conflicts of the world.

In mourning

Today we mourn the collapse 

Of something beautiful, 

And weep for the loss 

Of the ideals we held dear: 

How could so many folks condone 

This senseless killing?

Power of a symbol

Perhaps it was a mistake to choose 

As the symbol of our nation 

A huge angry predator 

Always alert for prey 

And determined to be master 

Of all that he surveys.

Echoes in the fog

The slow disintegration of this cabin 

Echoes the slow disintegration 

 Of the values we hold dear, 

Ideals embedded in our constitution, 

In our faith, 

And in our hearts: 

Freedom, compassion, equality — 

All crumbling as we watch…

Shadows

Early morning, and the sun is low, 

The mist is rising from the frosted lawn,

 And the apple trees, so barren in winter,

 Cast long, mysterious, inviting shadows 

Expanding across the path of light.