Inspiration flows in us like deep waters, like secret springs. Its waters flow freely, even when it takes effort to draw them, and they are always shaping us inwardly until we do…
A poem to express stumbling surrender.
A poem about the frailty of life.
A poem to celebrate all of my followers, and the joy of writing!
A poem to summon the heart of land, sea and sky.
A poem to the living world.
A poem about encounters in the darkness of early morning mist.
The world stirs at the touch of dawn’s earliest light, filtering in sideways through morning mists, and the first breeze comes like a pleasant, waking sigh. So breath and movement awaken as dawn’s veil grows thin, and all life begins a new song.
A poem about a weathered will harboring a buoyant soul.
A poem inspired by the power of fragile beauty.