Still Green

in the morning sun
turning
frost into dew

Will You Find Your Way To Being A Butterfly

living inside
nourished with parsley
tended by humans

In The Dirt

a tiny
call for joy
the day transformed

Unification

as time
went by
it all became one

To Thrive In All Circumstance

weather the storm
and make it
a flower

Sparkle

milkweed’s moment
in the sun
glittering cold

The Pasture Transformed

winter’s beach
new snow dunes
hold a frozen tide

Stages

the beauty
inside
yet to be seen

The Place He Used To Live

honeycomb
the snake’s
old home

Consciousness Born

intention
of contemplation
is transformation

Wood Star

time transforms
the ancient timber
into a celestial being

Archway

bent tree arch
sacred passage
into transforming woods

The Usefulness Of Everything

bark, branch and leaf
pay their debt to the earth
with themselves

Change

the air foretold
of fall’s approach
and meadow rue took note

Fleeting Youth

half covered
in her baby pelt
dashing toward adulthood

Above the Milk House

time matched the speed
of the forming clouds
folding everything into now

Permission

as ice gives its form to water
permission is granted to wander

Fluid

in the rush of change
the only way to become oriented
is to surrender to transformation

Alighted

light shone
on the finished field
transforming it to gold

Suggestion

wild geranium
suggests to the trees
the new season of colors has begun