As soon as I turn and start down

that winding, gravel road,

I feel the land embrace me.

You can relax now;

we’ll hold you. You’re home.

JDG

A cardinal cocks its head

to better hear the secrets 

shared by wind and trees.

JDG

Each evening a few birds

come and clean the porch

of fallen seed before 

retiring for the night.

The squirrels will return

in the morning, but they 

think such evening work

is for the birds.

JDG

If hearts were open

and mouths were mostly closed,

what a different world it would be.

JDG

The wind whispers 

 that soon rain will come.

The trees shiver in expectation

as the sky slowly darkens.

It won’t be long now.

JDG

The squirrels and birds were

happily dining until

the rain rudely interrupted.

JDG

Slowly rising mist

reveals two enamored geese

returning from their honeymoon.

JDG