When our thoughts wander
into the past and get caught
in harsh mind thickets,
let’s gently remove ourselves
and apply compassion’s salve.
JDG
When our thoughts wander
into the past and get caught
in harsh mind thickets,
let’s gently remove ourselves
and apply compassion’s salve.
JDG
As he walks softly
carrying a big stick, Knox
knows he rules the land.
JDG
On our way
to enlightenment
we can pass through
some very dark places.
Let’s not linger there.
JDG
When I have nothing
left to give, these few acres
I call home let me
rest in their green arms and set
pushy to do lists aside.
JDG
Old photograph, she, age 3,
thrilled to be helping
the itsy bitsy spider
climb the water spout…
me, age 79, thrilled
old photographs and rhyme
can rain down memories
and wash the worry spider away…
for a moment… for now..
JDG
Let the dance begin!
Fireflies trip the light fantastic
as I, an unglowing wallflower, watch.
JDG
When the path is rocky
and our steps falter,
canes and companions
offer balance and support
along the way.
JDG
Small step by small step
we keep on going
because we’ll get nowhere
if we stand still.
JDG
Sun shines.
Breeze blows.
Knox wanders.
Birds flit.
I sit.
JDG