a tubular shoot / tightly coiled / tense and closed / petals hoarding, protecting / something private / and oh so tender . . .
holy seed / sprouts and grows / in silence / in darkness / in secret / new life flutters / with presence / with promise . . .
a quiet announcement / to a cousin to hide / a dream in the darkness / a virginal bride / it happens so softly / so covered from view . . .
I came to the woods
harried and drained
weary and thirsty
to seek the blessing of the trees
in the breeze came their whispers . . .
Dawn means walk time
before the heat of day
builds to full, suffocating force
So my doggie companion and I
pile in the car
and it’s off to the wild
Into the park he leads me
but with many pauses
to sniff the ground
to taste the grass …
life begins within
the circle of the womb
silent, still and dark
cells split, bones knit
the first sound heard
by primitive ears
the swish, swish
of mother’s heart
Posted on May 30, 2020
The next two posts in this series on art and healing are two of the most accessible art media in the modern world. I remember the days when each photograph I took cost money in film, flash bulbs and developing/printing. And talk about delayed gratification! To save money, I used to send off my film by mail to be developed and mailed back to me, so it was weeks before I saw the results . . .
A cool morning breeze stirs the treetops
A swarm of midges become fireflies in the slanting light
Cottontails twitch their soft brown ears
but hardly pause their breakfast as I pass by . . .
Posted on April 18, 2020
Yahweh, Breath of Life
Tell me your name, murmured Moses
Yahweh, came the answer
So you taught us your name
an inhale: Yahhh
Posted on April 4, 2020
Amending a Life
plastic tubs hauled out of the car
I’m pleased with the new buddleja, caladium and pentas
for which I trolled the garden center
finding secrets from a treasure hunt
can’t wait to get them in the ground
to see what grows, what blossoms
what will take root and become a feature
a fixture, a remember when I planted that?