Day rising
Sun wakens
Sky gets busy
Painting clouds
Northerly winds
Defer to gentle
Southern breezes
Dew hastens away
Grass becomes sprightly
Little birds learn their songs
Are you awake? Are you aware?
Can you hear?
Tag: nature
Present
Words lose their meaning
Thoughts become intentions
Mind merges with heart
Silence is prayer
Each second a lifetime
Empty and full
Breath and spirit
Are the same
On the trees
On the mountains
On the seas
They are the same
A world lives and dies
On the breath of the wind
The spirit moves in all
Everything is one
A Scented Recollection
I’m not too fond of roses
but I have a memory
of the pale pink kind
growing near our kitchen door
and how, on a summer evening
when I took the dog out for
his last pee of the day
that pale pink scent would creep,
wisp-like, around the gable end,
carried on a soft breeze,
and enfold me; and it seemed
in the stillness of that moment,
that a corner of my heart
would be filled
with a sense of peace
today
beneath the morning
city traffic sounds
savour the silence
a life
tough life
inch by inch spider
climbs out of persisting rain
to find bath tub; plugged
14 january 2014
morning walkers wrapped
warm, wintry blues turning cold
grey: post-festive fog
13 january 2014
two birds fly in the
sunrise, pink-streaked-grey above
ariel-topped chimneys
november moment
late november
the early morning
fog clears, leaves frosted pavements
with trees black and bare