Ember’s End
In the quiet, embers glow
holding shape
until no fire remains
collapsing to ash
and in an ending, a beginning
(a beginning in an ending)
Poems
A hard destination
The Moon was a hard destination. With all the talk about Mars and beyond, we still haven’t gathered our wits to go back to our constant companion. We aim for the glory in the stars when it’s perfectly ok to aim closer. Just do your best and you will succeed. You set your agenda, noone else.
Aim for the stars this week. Be OK with hitting the Moon.
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I sat in silence
I sat in silence
Just the Moon and stars,
Wind in the trees
In the darkness a thousand eyes could see forever
And ten thousand ears heard eternity
Listen for eternity this week.
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Linger
I can feel it
The tug to and fro
Of awakening air
But wanting to linger
Just a little more
At a perfect canvas.
.
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Wandering along a fence
I followed a fence row,
a starry lit path
and ended up walking
into infinity.
Drumbeats
And the sky became like sparks
from a faraway fire.
Lit from a million suns,
the smoke drifted up the sky
On the gust of wind,
I could hear the whisper of drums beating out lost stories
of a simpler, magical time
The Only Way
As I climbed up and up
along the rocky path
the sky opened up before me
and the only way to continue became clear.
True Seer
Tree seer. Do ancient trees see the true nature of the stars sitting in quiet wonder night after night, slowly reaching toward them. It was just humbling sitting with them in the Mt. Goliath Natural Area in Colorado. Spending more time there next summer. Me, the trees, and the stars.
Paths
Two paths diverged in a dark wood
and I took not the grassy path
but the starry way.
And it has made all the difference.
Motion
Everything is in motion.
Seen and unseen.
The grass, the wind.
The earth beneath our feet.
Whirling with the stars.