The Space That Snowflakes Make

in the falling silence
the space to release worries
and find peace

Becoming

nothing
to do
but right now

Serenity At The Oxbow

the river’s clarity
a love poem
to stillness

Before You

the thing
to be loved is
what is

Respite

navigating stillness
by the paddle drip’s song
peace within reach

Here

know thyself
and love thyself
and everywhere is home

River Bank

I invest my time
at the river’s bank
serenity is my yield

Rise

across the lake
the mountains rise
beneath puffed clouds
sweet sighs the sky

Acceptance

calm can be found
even inside the storm

Behind the Barn

the unexpectedly blue sky
the snow quilted field
the quiet woods
serenity

Unafraid

without fear
grasshopper sits
on the edge of darkness

Serenity

Ceramic koi
swim the air
circling the garden stones

Three Posts

At the edge of the woods
stand three posts on which to hitch
your worries, your troubles, your cares.
You’ll find you won’t need them when you return.

In The Hush

Quietly beauty cloaks the land
allowing the silence of the soul to speak.
.

Tranquility

A light dusting of snow
quiets the woods with peace enough
to sooth the world.

Garden Path

Stepping stones warmed by the sun
beckon bare feet
to journey into serenity

Calm

Midday by the river just the barest of breezes blows
and the only sound is of bees and dragonflies at work.

So Blue the Sky

so still the brook.
Look deep into the water
and see heaven.