What a joy it is
to suddenly stumble
upon an essential
aspect of ourselves
that, long ago in an effort
to please, we buried alive,
and to find, though buried,
it remains very much alive.
JDG
What a joy it is
to suddenly stumble
upon an essential
aspect of ourselves
that, long ago in an effort
to please, we buried alive,
and to find, though buried,
it remains very much alive.
JDG
Rushing to do good,
we focus on arrival
rather than the path.
JDG
Pink clouds float gently
in leaf strewn pond – heaven joins
earth and together they rest.
JDG
Breath well spent-
laughing,
walking,
listening,
talking,
singing the song of life.
JDG
Slight frost on fallen leaves,
scent of woodsmoke in the air,
smiling pumpkins on the porch,
kids’ mounting excitement
as they picture tomorrow’s treats …
JDG
Peach colored skies
announce the sun’s near arrival.
Knox and I walk,
hoping its visit will last.
JDG
As I get older words and I play
hide and seek nearly every day.
They’ve become so good at hiding
I’m relieved when at last they’re found.
JDG
Walking with Knox
on this drizzly fall morning,
trying to be patient
as he gives each and every leaf
a very thorough sniff.
JDG
Reblogged this post from my son.
Faith is a small bird
singing bravely in the dark
heralding the Dawn.
Autumn showers us with leaves of gold,
Spring with forsythia and daffodils,
Summer with stunning sunflowers.
Winter, too, brings many gifts,
but dog pee on pristine snow
is not the gold I’m looking for.
JDG