What Crosses My Mind

  • A Week In The Forest

    To leave it all behind, pitched a tent near the water’s edge, a place I would often fantasize to be a stopping ground the pain and fear of having to survive, suddenly wrapped in the cool depths. ~ I looked around for no one, only the animals in the deep wood, wondering what creature I…

  • A Forest in the Distance

    Walking through he woods stepping with care the brush up to my knees, conscious of thistles, the mud, perhaps even catching an ankle in a vine taking a fall, letting a branch scrape open forearms, perhaps slamming my forehead on rocks that lay clean without disturbance nearly a century. ~ That occasion does arise,when the…

  • In Fields of Memory

    Cast eyes upon mellow, a sun streaked sky. Choose to know a spectacular sunrise knocking upon lives in a quiet wise manner speaks to answering only why.   Once, while regarding, ponder truth in life for a people know safety in number a song, memory, sound to remember follow the sky, in meaning beyond strife.…

  • Taking A Walk

    a walk in the woods quiet serene streamed light we listen to silence rustling breeze we can hear the sound begin from across the lake, until in our world, we sense the true nature of a forest, maple, pine, birch, a history of love in recluse taking a walk one day I realize we are…

  • Deep In The Wood

    I did hear a scream, It wasn’t a city street A forest it would seem To hold so many sound The wind had calmed Now in the distant mystique A cry could be the sound.   An animal I would surmise Caught in the moonlit stars A bright horizon left exposed This creature of the…

  • Rest Awhile

    The man told me, under no circumstance can we live this way. ~ Think about nothing at all, how would it hurt, if for any few minutes of your day, ya just check out, decide not to, figure leave it to later, somebody else. ~ Ever want to stop trying to listen, play, respond to…

  • These Keys

    In the woods, the wilderness evokes a sound of rustling, twigs snapping, a breeze through leaves that whisper a reality we cannot pretend away. Instead we listen, we joy in the simple nature of the forest in its pristine state, always waiting, forever growing, letting our lives appreciate its pure self. This is a key…

  • Humanity Rages Wild

    We do each one when we step apart from our shell become vulnerable, instinct drives survival. In nature, there is a task inherent in the lives of every animal, to begin their journey toward the next sunset. Are we not the similar species? Is not the world order dependent upon personal sacrifice that lends a…

  • Morning Glory

    The rains were cleansing anew forest green Birds melodic feed on spring magic grain ~ We realize here today we are visitors In world around their natural dense lairs ~ We might build and structure lives around them We always know animals eye a gem ~ Stay far away amidst humanity Instincts speak aloud, no…

  • When I Lost My Way

    I won’t really ever recall the date, Nor the notion, I haven’t been able to understand, Just how I ever really got this way, How it is that when I think about it, The same questions remain, I continue to look for some solutions, In other eyes, I look to them for guidance, They give…