It Can Wait

Two mallard ducks, circling the pond in

early morning

light, call out,

“Stop and

look.”

I

call back,

“I’ll try but

I have stuff to

do.” “It can wait,” they say and so I do.

                                                                                            JDG

A Momentary Gift

What if we looked at every moment as

the gift it is?

We’re here, not

somewhere

else.

It’s

now, not

then. Will we

choose to open

the timeless gift of this very moment?

                                                                                                      JDG

Shall We Dance?

Dancing on the razor’s edge cuts both ways.

We move away

from what was,

move close

to

what

may be.

Can we stay

on the dance floor

long enough to learn how to bend and sway?

                                                                                                                                              JDG

My Dog Toby Does His Part

He lies there on the hill, surveying all

who come and go.

Rain drizzles

down, but

he

stays

at his

post, content,

knowing he has

helped make the world safe for democracy.

                                                                                                               JDG

Just Who

Etched against the evening sky, tall branches

wait, reaching out

to catch the

falling

moon

as

owl asks

once again,

as he often

does, his ever haunting question of who.

                                                                                                                     JDG

Poking Fun

When I saw those golden daffodils poke

their bright faces

through that small

picket

fence

to

grin at

passersby,

I smiled too.

I hope their sweet owner enjoyed their joke.

                                                                                                               JDG

What Those Birds Have Built

Those birds have built a nest, not in the trees,

but in my heart.

They bring forth

song in

me.

From

that place

my spirit

soars as they give

wings to nature’s ever-present blessing.

                                                                                                                JDG

Just Looking Is Enough

My aging cat and I sit looking out

at the many

birds in their

feeding

place.

How

she feels,

I do not

know. My aging

self finds comfort, though, in both birds and cat.

                                                                                                    JDG

Before First Light

Looking out into the dark of early

morning before

the sun casts

its first

light,

I

wonder

what the day

will bring and what

in me will rise to meet it. I hope for grace.

                                                                                                       JDG

Unexpected Turns

To turn to feelings of a darker kind

with gentleness

and respect

can shift

our

view,

alter

our stance, and

help us meet life’s

difficulties with unexpected ease.

                                                                                              JDG