Topic Tags: nature

“May this season of harvest inspire us with gratitude, compassion, and hope.”

“Morning mist makes its presence known…”

I reach to you, stumbling // on stones, on translations.

“May we be reminded of the songs of Miriam, the keeper of the Mayim Hayim…”

“The Blue Heron / flies slow / through the wetlands…”

“Roses bloom in radiant resistance / Dandelions scatter like wild prayers…”

“Let light / reach all the places where blossoms would wantonly erupt…”

“I hear the wind rustling through the trees…”

I walk the trail back to its origins / towards the slow pulse of life / flowing within contorted trunks / honey-colored limbs scarred by lightning

Don’t fret about terms, / she croons. / Just watch the squirrels