Dreaming of a brighter, kinder future

Though life keeps throwing rocks into their path,

The waves of hope continue their relentless rush,

And still we look to the blue horizon

And dream of a brighter, kinder future.

Hop to it!

“Hop to it!” My mom used to say

If I was avoiding some task she’d assigned me;

“Hop to it!” As if I were some sort of frog

With no other demands on my time...

Humbling awarenesses

They come, like thieves, with the moon,

In the wee hours of the morning,

These humbling awarenesses of imperfection,

Masking the radiance of our souls

With shoulds, and should-have-dones,

And - worst of all - the never-shoulda-saids.

From the same stalk...

However different you and I appear to be —

You in the golden bud of youth

While I am blowsy with age —

Let’s not forget we share the same roots;

Together we’re both reaching for the sun.

The clutter in my brain

The clutter in my brain

reveals itself in silence,

then empties itself onto the page...

Heart of compassion

What is it you desire most,

And what could you do today

To help others achieve that goal?

Smoke-reddened

The smoke-reddened sun has set 

our whole world aflame...