What Crosses My Mind

  • The Dawning

    Now we wait for that’s all that happens anticipating she’s readying herself we are excited it is the dawning, a child in our midst, about to take early breaths, those first moments, that miracle, the birth of a child. Think about the beauty, a precious gift, cannot imagine a more definitive reality of what is…

  • A Soft Melody

    To swoon, listen to soft music, an enchanting melody. To feel the senses alive with the passion of love. To understand the beauty of holding one’s heart without asking them first the spontaneity of our vulnerability received. Something to cherish is the simple nature of knowing the truth in melody. All songs from the heart…

  • Morning Sunlight

    If we allow ourselves a moment to engage in the beauty of morning, sunlight can radiate our mind and body. The leaves are turning watching the autumn descend upon our summer dreams. We will cycle toward the arctic, winter winds. Yet, stand in the sunlight for a moment, we might.

  • Sifting Through Fear

    A candle burns nearby a reminder of some peace of mind, tranquil is the flame out of the corner of his eye. Speaker beware, someone might reveal, their reveal, that word causes headaches in some circles, those afraid to look in the mirror. © Thom Amundsen 9/2021

  • Woman Is Wisdom

    For is it woman who might fly if not his grasp slipping beyond her own swift reckoning is it man rude in permanence would slender such is elegance what we might wish could he release © Thom Amundsen 7/2021 © Allen Parseghian Photography

  • I Remember Reading

    If you think about someone, they are a reflection of your life, this person. She compels you to imagine their well-being, sweet her Grace of compassion you discovered glancing in her eyes. ~ I read a book about love, two people so swept by one another’s sensuality that no one else could intercede their own…

  • Humility on a mountaintop

    I sat on this peak the other day after a healthy climb of just over a few miles. What you see is quite a satisfying result of the hike. I sat looking over the horizon for about 30 minutes before returning from where I started. I had done this hike several times over the years,…

  • Silence is a Forest

    Listen to the birds singing in springHear the cello at home in between Each memoryEach moment A song we could create in melodyIf only the world not live parodySuch is the mendacity of our timeWhen still is beauty yet sublime Each momentEach memory If in the midst of a traveled rhymeWe shut out a neighbor…

  • Moments in a Blizzard

    Windswept sky designs landmark, the world is being blanketed by that force greater than our own, a magical parade of Nature’s wrath, in the simplest manner of beauty.   Oh her strength apparent inside the wonder of it all, the winter storm, a blizzard upon our discontent, perhaps we might fly away.   Lost inside…

  • Having A Cry

    Just now, in the quiet atmosphere, where no one might hear my sigh. A silent recall today a different time, conversation and laughs, and then a glance, a pause when eyes purposely met one another again. Quite evident is the changing focus, something exciting to us both.   I will remember you a saying just…