Sitting

Sitting
High above the waves
I can hear them
And see them
But they make no sense
Here and there a sound
With no reason for it
I heard a splash
When I saw no wave
Then silence
When I expected sound
Was I that far up?
All the beings around me
Danced divinely
And kept their lives
But I lost mine in watching
And listening
Then found it again
In sitting on the hill
Where I was
Vulnerable
Exposed to a fatal event
From above

Reflection

Placid water
On a timeless lake
Inviting us
To find a way through
Our own breathless
Surface

Quiet reflection
Offers its own
Backward view
Of everything
Except the lake

Living beneath
A shallow mirage
Fitted so perfectly
floated so lightly
That its surface
Obscurs
Deeper beauty

The lightest touch
Can dissolve the dream
That hides the lake

Color
Its depth
The temperature
Its nourishing embrace
And all the life
Within it
Joyful

Changes

You need to notice
Everything is changing
Not just a little
But as much as it can imagine
Sometimes more than we can sense
Is drawn into change
And folded
Deep into nature
The sun then the shade
As a spring wind runs
From summer warm
To autumn cool
In one moment
Without a warning
Without apology
And no smile of satisfaction
But truth is there
As we and the world
Are both made new
Through change
An essence of life

Importance

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The sun rises
Every day

Knowing
Its importance
Helps us both
Find thanks

Today
I rose
Unafraid
With the sun

Into an
Infinite sky
Of awareness

Above the
Salted ocean
Of time
That I still
Swim in

Finding nothing
Yet Knowing
That everything
Is important

Sunshine

There were moments
Of wondering
If the sun offered
Enough warmth
To sustain me
Or enough light
To guide me
Anywhere

But not that deep
Inside my shadow
Where time
Is unknown
I believed
The sun
Is not my
Compass

The moon
Is not my heart
And the rain
Is not my thought
My body simply cares
Unafraid in any space
Where all these things
Are not

I invite
The golden sun
My silver moon
And all their rainbows
To dance through me
Sharing, merging
Into a deeper way
Of becoming

Morning Light

photograph by: unknown (Sproat Lake BC)

Last night in darkness
Clouds and their snow
Agreed to part

This morning's
Cold damp light
Found the snow

Tasting branches
Of mountain trees
Across the water

From where I stood
A new white gown
All the way down

I heard the mountain say
Snow has no tongue
And branches hold no taste

Now the snow waits
For sun to draw its warmth
Across the sky

Unlocked from frozen branches
Water rubs its belly on the ground
And its back against the gravel

Water in the stream
Passes bright fish
That move against its current

The stream’s truth
Brings water home
To the ocean at my feet

Where it rests
Joined to others
Sisters and brothers

Knowing now
Just how beautiful
Its journey really is