Love the trees
…for who they are
Love the flowers
…for they set us free
Love the birds nesting in treetops
…for they teach us to find home
in the higher part of ourselves
Love the sunset
…for reminding us life is a gift
we must give back
to keep it going
Kindness in all things–
toward the sunrise, sunset
Even enemies
Tops of trees, naked
No waiting, in the moment
Blue heron appears
her mom’s very old
she calls her
hoping the guilt will die
not her mother
the sun rises without reason in one moment
and sets without remorse in the next
sooner or later we all end
as suddenly as we began
night fall, loon’s last call
…lone star on the horizon
……the world fills with dreams
blank page, here and now
…life writes itself upon us
……no reason to fear
ego mind wanders
…llost forever in the maze
……a new day begins
