Hibernation is not really for the sleep:
The point is the coming back to life.
Eyes blinking we become accustomed to the light
As we emerge from our cave
However dusty or muddy the Spring soil may be,
We let it squish between our toes.
It, too, [...]
Billowing like a sail or a kite
Fighting to gain a hold on the wind,
My heart opens to the
Changing is such a normal thing.
I cannot deny the change.
It is the infinite view in the
Infinitesimal pinhole into
You think you are entering
But this is a life that is
Full to the brim.
You may not even need
To pack a bag.
Everything you need will
Be there when you
Arrive. You just need
To open your eyes and
Your heart to be [...]
At first, it is a tiny rumble:
Like the quiet growl of
Warning from a protective canine.
Yet it is not so much a disturbance
As a natural shift to whatever
Needs to happen next.
~ spontaneously composed by Stan Stewart
I’m melting. Not in a liquid way though,
For I am also
Azure. Not an anticipated,
Fiery color. Yet natural and
Azure into blue into azure
Calls forth the flame.
The fire is perfected.
Is inviting enough.
Yet my mind says “no” while
My heart says “yes”.
I long for these two to be
In tune, to harmonize and
Symphonize. Both long to [...]
Leaves fall in Autumn and cover the ground in layers
The top layer is dry and brittle.
Touching these may cause them to crumble.
Or the wind may simply lift them away to show
The next layer down which is warm
And misty with the former liquid [...]
Rain has been pouring, showering,
Gushing and sprinkling all day.
Until today, there had been only
The memory of rain. The dry, sandy
Soil had become crusty and sad.
At first the rain pounded.
It threatened to burst through
Sheltering walls or smash through
Then, it [...]
That is the answer my senses give to
The question that has not been asked.
No need to wait for the dramatic pause:
Trying to slow the beating of my heart
Is like asking a dead man to come
And sometimes seemed
Holding on to either
Never got this heart
Face towards the morning
Sun, it awakens to
The emptiness of