residence

Morningside

residing
in the shadow play
heron starts his day

the landscape shifts
colors settle underground
now we reside in white’s variety

divine beauty
resides with us
in every ordinary thing

the space taken
by things
left unsaid

in the white castle
resides the white mite
awaiting his parasite princess

honeycomb
the snake’s
old home

pull the antler
door handle
to know
what resides within

sunshine’s warmth
only residence
is inside the window

woods
between the trees
sanctuary

all the ways
of being
residing together

in the frozen river
resides the moon’s
mysterious landscape of light

hope lives
in residence
with the darkness

fall resides
on the far side
of the fence

side by side
shouldering the isolation of winter
red barns reside in the kinship
of proximity

Across the bridge of otherness
innocence resides in a white rose.