Between And Beside

amidst the prickly places
filaments of tenderness
keep calling for touch

Aparctias

the north wind
singing in the grass
calling winter home

Recognition

beauty is everywhere
calling out to me
if I recognize my name

To Be Called

each and every seed
listens and waits
for the wind to call its name
inviting its flight on silken wings

Church Bell

even when the clapper is silent
the call to community is heard