
we have lost our way–
losing one another and so losing ourselves

we have lost our way–
losing one another and so losing ourselves

a young buck and doe in a field
wild turkeys under green bushes
orchids and lush ferns
love, kindness and
torrential rainfall

afternoon walks with beautiful weeds

on the balcony, after the storm

contemplative heron

summer storm approaches

evenings on a summer porch

she wrapped loneliness around her tired shoulders like a wildflower wreath and willed her spirit to silence

today, i will make paper stars,
i will drink cold tea with abandon,
i will walk along the water and kick the stones along the way–
today, i will smile at a stranger
and hold the future in my strong and time-worn hands

that empty chair where you used to sit,
that empty space that you filled,
that empty bowl that once carried peas from the garden–
that empty moment is filled and overflowing with emptiness