September 11, 2015 § 24 Comments

solid as stones
the memories


October 22, 2013 § 18 Comments

October’s morning moon
mourns departing light and leaves.


July 26, 2013 § 31 Comments

A memory floated by
on the afternoon’s breeze –
of sweet long ago days
and basking in your spirit.


October 26, 2012 § 17 Comments

Coming upon the cairn in the woods
I knew we were still traveling together.
I added one stone for the two of us
and saw the face of a wise, knowing owl.

Goodbye My Dear Friend

October 6, 2012 § 16 Comments

He goes free of the earth.

The sun of his last day sets
clear in the sweetness of his liberty.

The earth recovers from his dying,
the hallow of his life remaining
in all his death leaves.

Radiances know him. Grown lighter
than breath, he is set free
in our remembering. Grown brighter
than vision, he goes dark
into the life of the hill
that holds his peace.

He’s hidden among all that is,
and cannot be lost.

Wendell Berry


Spirit in Clouds

October 5, 2012 § 13 Comments

During dark days
if I remember to look up
I can see your magnificence
shining on me.

Where Am I?

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