The spirit we send
out into the world
depends upon the state
of our bodies, hearts,
and minds – spirit’s
temporary dwelling place.
May we keep them
in good repair for ourselves
and all who visit there.
JDG
The spirit we send
out into the world
depends upon the state
of our bodies, hearts,
and minds – spirit’s
temporary dwelling place.
May we keep them
in good repair for ourselves
and all who visit there.
JDG
Even when joy
seems far away,
take a moment,
watch the breeze
caress the trees.
JDG
Soaked through and I didn’t
dive into any pool.
Knox and I simply walked
in Virginia’s Autumn heat.
Lively was he, unlike dog-tired me.
JDG
Aerial mood swings –
one moment peaceful, the next
all grumbly with sharp,
flashing zaps.Maybe mother
moon can shine some light on this.
JDG
Not so long ago,
I held my newborn grandson
in my arms. Last night,
now grown, he celebrated
his birthday with us,
and before leaving,
he reached out and with a smile
he held me.
JDG
Trees whisper among
themselves,telling stories of
earth’s forgotten past.
JDG
In my tightly held
grip, time collapses and past
slowly bleeds into
present, staining the moment,
until, at last, I let go.
JDG
Maybe if I wore
purple and a special scent,
the hummingbirds would
mistake me for their favorite
flower, and hum me to sleep.
JDG
Out here in the country,
it’s all I can do
to keep up with Knox
and the squirrels.
I don’t have time
for the Joneses.
JDG
Gently falling rain,
restful Sunday afternoon,
summer’s warm blessing
JDG