3/20/2021 – the moon’s cool light

In the moon’s cool light

All the world is pale and still

All awaits the dawn

3/18/2021 – Blessed yellow light

Blessed yellow light
Shining on the tops of pines
As the sun descends

I want to be like the trees
Blown about, they stand
Roots deep
Branches reach wide
Wind whistling through

In all seasons they stand tall
Each year they grow
Change
Evolve

I want to be like the trees

The sun is shining bright
With warm and heav’nly light
All I can do is lift my arms and breathe

The damp air smells of green
The sky is clearest blue
And at long last the winter’s chill recedes

Wind howls and bites
The ground is icy cold
There is little green
And all slumbers

But life flickers
The sun smiles
Buds peek
Ice melts

The world is set to come alive once more

Spires of clearest glass

As they would seem upside down

Dripping clean water

At last I see green
And smell coming spring’s fresh scent
And my heart lightens

Give me a sky
Of bright blue
With puffy clouds
A blinding sun

Give me a sky
Of deep black
With pinprick lights
A pallid moon

Give me a sky
Of dark grey
With lightning white
A heavy rain

Give me a sky
Of thick orange
With spots of red
A setting sun

Give me the sky