” What’s that strange yellow
thing high in the sky?” he asked
after endless days
of grey. We rushed out the door.
There it was – bright, shining sun.
JDG
” What’s that strange yellow
thing high in the sky?” he asked
after endless days
of grey. We rushed out the door.
There it was – bright, shining sun.
JDG
In the presence of
others, each works quietly
on her own soul’s task.
JDG
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They circle around,
those turkey buzzards. Are they
waiting for their flock
to be complete? One lies on
the road, hit by a
passing car. Just yesterday
they sat together
after dining at road’s edge.
One day. One car. Lasting change.
JDG
Birds and I awake
to another overcast
morn. They usher in
the day with song while I chime
in with assorted grumbles.
JDG
Somewhere
over the shamebow
lies a pile of shattered dreams.
Everything changes
once light breaks through
and an arch of colors comes.
JDG
Before acceptance –
noticing,
breathing deep,
opening
to whatever’s here,
noticing,
breathing deep,
opening
to whatever’s here,
noticing,
breathing deep,
opening
to whatever’s here…
JDG
Unknowns,
great and small,
accompany us
throughout our day.
Still,
we reach for
certainties,
however brief.
JDG
Water droplets hang
from sun-lit juniper trees
– diamonds in the rough.
JDG
After days of rain
and hearing my complaints, she
said,” Why not think of
rain as living water?” For
a moment that worked,
but soon I wished it would move
on and go live somewhere else.
JDG
Far away and yet
so close – people and places
held in memory
JDG