vision
I watched a stone
grow lazily in the sun
rising above me
.............................
reaching and gathering
plugging up holes
rebuilding my stores
redefining my...self, if you will
this can't be rushed
nor is it a straight line
the twists and turns
clearly visible on this page
obviously so
yes
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
lunch break
underside
in the desert sun
a pale pink shell glows softly
water memories
captive
surreal, the desert
held to the earth by the sun
it tolerates us
in the desert sun
a pale pink shell glows softly
water memories
captive
surreal, the desert
held to the earth by the sun
it tolerates us
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
sunday eve
ready
I am quiet, still
as a stone in the desert
waiting for the rain
(That one speaks volumes for me.
Are we responsible for our own rain?
The length of the wait written by our own needs and wants?
Or is it the waiting itself that is the destination.)
burst
orange gold blossoms
of the sun, grace the branches
of a mesquite tree
I am quiet, still
as a stone in the desert
waiting for the rain
(That one speaks volumes for me.
Are we responsible for our own rain?
The length of the wait written by our own needs and wants?
Or is it the waiting itself that is the destination.)
burst
orange gold blossoms
of the sun, grace the branches
of a mesquite tree
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