Solace Seen

this heron
on the marsh
emanating peace

No Need To Ask

no longer here
yet everywhere
you are not forgotten

Solace

head on
mother nature’s shoulder
respite from the world

Cheered On

the faltering spirit
finds footing and support
in the solace of the garden

Reed’s Marsh

there is solace in the silence
this is heaven’s hush

Tranquility

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

Morning Comes

no matter
how dark
the night.