Topic Tags: nature

“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

Hear, O Israel / the prayer was dance / Adonai Eloheinu / there were no pews

The toy Solar System / gets the revolutions right / but a true scale model / would take up half of town / .

“The stone, once mud  at the bottom of the ocean / pressed into rock by time, / will outlast me.”

Words to inspire the act of going into nature and finding a rock for sitting.