Cosmic Melody

Our universe could

very well be one verse in

a much larger song.


Broadly Speaking

Without words, they make

their wishes known – these cats, dogs,

and birds I live with.


March Morning

Not much warmth but lots

of light…like many hard truths

that have come our way.



So quickly they passed,

those days that once seemed as if

they would never end.


Ways Of Seeing, Ways Of Being

How different the world

looks, how different they move through

each day, those snails and weasels.