Saturday, February 22, 2020

Waiting for change

When the wait for change
Seems to go on forever
It’s easy to lose your head in harsh imaginings 
Of all the possible outcomes 
We’re unable to control;
Harder by far to lean into the present
And stay grounded...

Thursday, February 20, 2020


This letting go,
This paring down --
It's surprising, really --
What we're willing to set aside,
The joy of leaving things
(And lives, old definitions of our selves)
Behind in the surge to something new.

Middle-aged men do it (or so we're told)
But here I am, so ready to do the same,
So ready to say no:
I don't, or won't, or can't do that any more:
I'm done chewing through this trap I built myself,
And happy to be on my way,
Not looking back at the old cocoon,
No longer nobody, small and gray,
But new, reborn and flying, finally
Into my own -- and possibly immortal -- skin.

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Trust and stay the course

Though the winds of change have filled our sails,
I worry that the light is growing dim
And we’ve still miles to go before
We reach our destination.
When will I learn to trust
That where I am is where I’m meant to be;
To stay the course and revel in
The beauty that is Now?

Monday, February 17, 2020

There will always be light

However entangled our thoughts may become
In the concerns and tribulations of the world,
We need to remember that however dark
Things look, there is always some light.

Saturday, February 15, 2020

Bright seas

Through the lacy ruff of trees,
The long white neck of the sea
Gleams bright against 
the dark gown of the clouds,
The shore an onyx necklace at her throat.
And seeing this, who could deny
Her beauty is divine?

As we turn to flame

Watching the dying tulip 
As her petals turn to flame
We feel an echo deep within:
A heart that aches to burn; with luck
That inner light glows brighter as we age,
Consuming muscle, leaving in its place
The luminous incandescence
Of a life well lived.