A silent pounce
Where is that that takes no space?
When is that that takes no time? Continue reading A silent pounce
Where is that that takes no space?
When is that that takes no time? Continue reading A silent pounce
Mountains skate across crystal skies Continue reading Mountains are mountains
I imagine a crisp Autumn morning.
Continue reading Autumn warmth
Upon my signal
Let’s travel together Continue reading Before we speak
Grandfather’s pockets burst with things
Pockets rich with a metallic clinking
Continue reading Pockets
Windows, long
Open, breeze
Frames, sun Continue reading Garden-fresh youth
I look up at this full and hopeful moon –
it shines so bright,
far away and fearlessly. Continue reading Moon eyes
The feeling we have to create
What is already felt, intuitively Continue reading Faithful Light