the light
at the end
of the tunnel–
is carried within you
Within You
Tag Archives: musings
Standing
trees stand bare,
exposed,
stripped of leaves and lies
and limited by the sun
and the seasons and the
seemingly endless cycles of time
and space and your reality
and mine
favorite spanish words (another small list)
escarcha
azul
pensamientos
nieve
paz
fuego
bosque
Grey Mist
in the grey mist,
i saw you standing with your head bent
pondering a single spot of destined illumination–
i almost called out to you in recognition
and then realized how silly that would be
since i was so very far away
Rain
drops of rain reflecting you
and me
and time
and silence
and stillness
and action
and eternity
Whisper
your beautiful shiny petals
beckoned me to take a closer look,
it was then that you whispered
and i could almost hear your soft sounds–
but someone bumped into my shoulder
and i missed your subtle sunday afternoon message
Spring
it waits there, quietly
and patiently
and pliantly–
it waits until it is perfectly ready to bloom
Another Day
the world keeps turning
and yearning
for yet another day
Guinevere
your blue-green eyes burn bright through the middle of my spirit and down the line of wild Iberian ancestors who lend a protective hand above your golden hair–
you are a fierce force of celtic clad fire,
girl of steel and barbed wire,
maiden of eternal spring,
a gilded royal May Queen
Rust
exposed to the elements of passing time–
her happiness turned to rust
spanishwoods 