What Crosses My Mind

  • Eyes Open

    Glance outside, slatted reminder Cloud cover inside rays of sunlight Awakening to keen choice occasion Mindless storms set aside today We are on rhythm designed a hunter Those whose early rise a sorrow might Upon now themselves haunting derision Having practiced in life what we may For truth will shine in a forever soul Feel…

  • 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…

  • Glance into The Morning Fog

    Watching tree limbs bask in the morning fog Their own shadows hidden from naked eye We, the observer might question why Silence in storms, listen a croaking frog.   A world exists speak natural balance Deep in the wood, horrors of life aside Humanity breathe where watcher reside A home is habitat for those who…

  • Nature Is An Ask

    We wind our humanity across a babbling stream call it our own of course for we say we belong. Matters little life of a creature seeming dream this haven feed silence in their tiny world long.   Scrape away life with corrosive blades of pain the construct of a vision far beyond that of game.…

  • Finding Words

    They land in different places now, the words those stories, passages, telling souls to reinvent our lives create some simple serenade lets our heart breathe less of a sign, certainly not gasping for air, just a steady rhythm because we come to know life is far too short to allow ourselves to slow the direction…

  • 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…

  • Watching The Snowy Night Sky

    I’ve been waiting all day for the snow, now I glance my window, it arrives with a light affection reminds me of my childhood perhaps a memory that haunts me more than love the delight of family, the anticipation of a gathering, the death of a cousin, where in my silent fog of misunderstanding, I…

  • Winter In Minnesota

    Something refreshing a pristine winter. fresh sunlit  snow touch silent runner’s eye layered across a landscape painted sky, we might let troubles risen disappear   if in this moment, trees become statues dignified pose, a carnival in ice. shaded sphere of heat will nearby suffice light up a runner’s path – dawn guided views  …

  • Loyalty

  • Watching Their World Begin

    Sweet elegance is the certain beauty of love two soul who find their journey will be one   So many possibilities, such wandering imagery yet with time in eloquence Rose and Nick   will find a world to gather in such is a storm as is the burden of the human condition alone.   The…