When navigating
my nervous system.
I’ve discovered
the shortest route is
not always the best.
JDG
When navigating
my nervous system.
I’ve discovered
the shortest route is
not always the best.
JDG
The crunch of gravel
beneath my feet, bird song in
the air. A distant
rooster crows. Cows loudly moo.
Knox barks at squirrel. My soul sings.
JDG
Redbud and dogwood,
Bradford pear and cherry
add their colorful voices
to the surging green
music of Spring.
JDG
I’m learning from Knox
to spend less time
in my head
and more time
roaming about.
JDG
Tiny flowers dot
the lawn in shades of purple,
blue, white, and yellow,
reminding us you don’t have
to be big to be noticed.
JDG
When I told my dog
he was beloved, I swear he
sighed and rolled his eyes.
JDG
A sigh of pleasure
when I discover
even with a mask
I can breathe in
the fresh scents of Spring.
JDG
A tiny sparrow
and a large cardinal
dine side by side
on the wide porch railing.
No need to rush.
JDG
As trees and flowers
bud and bloom,
it leads me to ask what is
budding and blooming
in me and in you?
JDG
One that would prevent
indifference and cruelty
and promote
compassion and care –
What? We’ve had them
for centuries?
They’re called meditation and prayer?
JDG