-------In Balance-------
Storms
move through
and
then it's calm
And still until
things
stir again.
Just
like this
we
each are made
To contemplate,
observe, reflect
And
to realize
our
dreams by acting
Upon
them
as
dust to wind.
For peace in this world
begins within
But becomes the world
through
movement.
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-------A Love That Moves Me-------
A
true love
is
the love
that
moves me
To
recollect
the
scattered pieces
of
a story I never learned
It
is
a
fist
and
the tenderness
That
breaks
a
seed
wide
open
To
face the shame,
the
self-hate and blame
that
has filled the void of longing
It
is the courage of winter
and
the joy
of
spring
The
wisdom
and
the
wonder.
-------
-------Winter Sun-------
A
golden light
ignites
the trees
Again
Like
middle
Autumn
When
the leaves were red
and
the hills rejoiced
With
songs
they
still are singing
Though
now at dusk
as
the Winter sun
Setting
Turns
them
color.
-------
-------Dancing-------
There
are some
days
so
perfect
Next
to nothing
could
disrupt
the
peace
Of
moving
in
oneness
with
all of creation
On
a promenade
around
the
sun.
Call
it naive
but
I do
believe
That
every
one
has
rhythm.
-------
-------To Earth-------
I
have learned a lot
from
the trees
In
our slow
return
toward
winter
Like
how to embrace
and
not avoid
The
changes
that
are bound
to
come
From
fecund spring
to
the gold and green
And
back
again
to
earth.
-------
-------Sway-------
The oak trees
sing
a certain song
Without their
leaves
in winter
A swaying hymn
like a prayer
of thanks
To the light
now waning.
-------
-------Of Which We Dream-------
I
can see the snow
that
is soon
to
come
Falling
now
atop
the mountains.
The
future
can
feel
so
far away
And
yet
in
some ways near
In
the dreams we dream
and
moves
we
make
Toward
the
world
we
long to live in.
-------
-------Lay to Sleep-------
Soon
the
snow
is
going to come
And
lay to sleep
the
garden
A
blanket
upon
the
resting child
Of
all that we
have
planted
Every
seed
and
sprout,
root
and tree
Nothing
more
now
we can do
But
hold
their
light
til
Spring.
-------
-------Cover Crop-------
The
cover crops
are
growing
Like
weeds that we have planted
Tending
the
wound
That
is uncovered ground
With
roots
and
leaves
Who
hold the green
Through
the dark
between
Til
spring.
-------
-------Burdock-------
Stuck
to me
like
a burdock burr
Is
a stubborn faith
in
people.
The
most prickly
among
us even
Have
a taproot stretching
deep
into the earth
Into
a time
of
ancestors and children
Where
wonder
still
resides
And
the faith
inside
me lies
That
a taste of this
need
only be remembered
For
so much
in
this world to change.
-------
-------Amber-------
The flowers are gone
now
but their smiles
still remain
In the medicines
we made
when the moon was
full,
In the honey's
amber
and the winter squash
All holding
the light
until spring.
-------
-------Showing Off-------
I
am
not
shy with the woods
Nor
afraid
to
be myself
Especially
in Autumn
When
everyone,
it
seems,
Is
showing off
their
finest colors.
-------
-------Inner Truth-------
Change
me, Autumn,
like
you change the leaves
And
the flowers
into
fruit
beholding
seeds.
Remind
again
to
be humble
And
to forgive
Like
the leaves
forgive
The
green
that
is the pride
I
carry
To
the burgundy
and
gold within.
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