Natural Treasures

Gold coins scattered

across green fields –

maybe now

we’ll see their worth.

                                                     JDG

                                                                                  (photo from pixabay)

A Chakra Speaks

As I focused on

my third eye, I said, “I

want candy.” A burst

of explosive laughter

was the third eye’s sole reply.

                                                                            JDG

On My Way

After being trapped in a sauna of

small stuff, I say

no more sweat

for me

’cause

I’m

going

to head for

a higher ground

of cool surveyance and a broader view.

                                                                                                          JDG

Timely Reminder

May I take this gift

of time into my arms, hold

it near my beating 

heart, cherish it breath by breath

as it yawns and stretches.

                                                                                  JDG

Star Struck

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Sometimes the night sky

defies convention, scatters

multicolored stars.

                                                                                                        JDG

                                                                                                                                                           photograph by Andy Garrabrant

Blank Slate

My thoughts are without

form and my mind void, a state

appropriate for

meditation, but right now,

while trying to write,

I’d welcome one sliver or

shiver to get me started..

                                                                                           JDG

What’s The Rush

We must get a rush

from rushing – this frantic race

to the finish line –

or are we just trying to

outrun “running out of time”?

                                                                           JDG

Sweep Of Time

For one short moment, now slid into then

and I was left

standing on

shifting

sand.

                                                                                               JDG

Silent Witness

Next to the purple blooms

you stand, grey and barren,

silent witness to

the excited stirrings of Spring.

                                                                                                JDG

The Sound Of Silence

In the silence

I can hear 

my own words.

In the silence

I can hear

my body speak.

Words and body

don’t agree.

In the silence

I wait.

I listen.

I wait.

                                                       JDG