At the heart of my
unrest fear lies coiled, its
forked tongue flickering.
Knowing food will not help it
shift its shape, I must
move ahead and watch and wait,
aware of both breath and snake.
JDG
Inside And Out
The evening’s wrapped in
peace as the fire sends forth
warmth and light. All us
creatures, two-legged and four,
gather near its flames.
Some play games while others read.
Still others nod, not
in agreement, but off to
sleep. Outside it’s cold and dark.
JDG
Under The New Moon
This New Year’s Eve I
commit to focus on what
we can do rather
than on what we’ve done. I choose
possibility
over blame. I do this with
clear eyes and open
heart. I start right here, right now
with the new moon as witness.
JDG
Meeting Emptiness
Though what is might seem
solid, it’s filled with empty
spaces waiting for
what’s possible to arise.
When we meet that emptiness
with an emptiness
of our own, the breath of life
flows through, bringing something new.
On Writing
These days writing seems
to be what I most want to
do. It used to be
that reading brought wanted words,
but now it’s those I compose.
~~
When in disrepair
I’ve learned to pick up a pen
and write. Only this,
it seems, can lay the pieces
out so they can be made right.
JDG
With Breath
Today I didn’t
delay or turn away from
a task I feared. I
gently took myself in hand
and remembering
to breathe, I began to take
the steps I had to
take to do what must be done.
The first steps were not
easy, but I persevered.
By staying focused
on task and breath, I didn’t
let fear take up all the space.
JDG
At Day’s End
When I turn on that
winding road that leads toward home,
I know that soon I
will be greeted by dogs, cats,
and kids all eager
to tell me, each in their own
way, what they’ve been up
to all day. I can only
hope their days were good,
their telling short, and I can
finally come at
the close of day to a time
of non-relational ease.
JDG
The Way Back
It’s never too late
to open our ears, our hearts,
our arms, not only
to those like ourselves, but to
all of creation.
This the wise ones have always
said, hoping we would
begin from here and find our
way back to Creation’s lap.
JDG
From Nature With Love
The sky a cloudless
blue, the land bathed in golden
light, the pond so still –
Nature’s just right, unwrapped gift
left for us on Christmas Day.
JDG
A Place Of Wonder
No snowflakes in sight
so this winter wonderland
must find its wonder
in another place. Perhaps
it lies in a child’s eyes.
JDG
