Small, furry body,
pressed against my thigh – gentle
purring brings me home.
JDG
Small, furry body,
pressed against my thigh – gentle
purring brings me home.
JDG
Waiting to present
a talk on finding your voice,
I fear I’ve lost mine,
but I remember to breathe…
Then I recover mine.
JDG
Focusing on our breath
helps us know
that wherever we are,
wherever we go,
we’re already home.
JDG
Some strands of the past
blend and some clash
when woven into garments
fit for the present
or the future.
JDG
There’s a time to fly
and a time to dig in,
but first
you have to decide
to begin.
JDG
Rabbits don’t share my pleasure
that, after several weeks of rain,
my overgrown lawn which serves
as their playground, finally
got mowed before the next rain.
JDG
Sometimes we have to
make a new path instead of
following established ones.
JDG
We must be careful
what seeds of emotion we water
as we tend to the garden of our hearts.
JDG
Hummingbirds shimmer
as they sip sweet nectar on
these post rain filled days.
JDG
There’s plenty of food,
but the jays apparently
are in a bad mood
and causing a flurry of
winged fight at the bird feeder.
JDG