Nature’s sweet gifts

“In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans; in one aspect of You are found all the aspects of existence.”
― Kahlil Gibran

washed in glory

Immersed in magnificence,
I’m transcended to light,
in reservoirs of renewal
restoring my sight!

Transforming moments
eternally exist,
in cosmic reflections
of Nature’s sweet gifts!


Finding Home

“If Light Is In Your Heart
You Will Find Your Way Home.”
― Jalaluddin Rumi


i’m assimilated
in deep time,
causing a shift in the paradigm.

on landscapes
of surrender,
i journeyed to my centre.

the dust settled in my bones,
loving kindness
called me home.

the gentle winds whispered to me,
in mysteries of a cosmic sea.

on the outskirts of
eternal time,
i danced with the motion of tide.

saturated by the moon’s soft glow,
sacred waters
created a flow.

on the ground of gratitude
i lay,
with breath of acceptance
i prayed.

to return to the place I belong,
where grace illuminates
my song.

A Moment in time

“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
― Henry David ThoreauWalden

egyptian geese

is this the splendor of heaven
i see?
where green pastures invade
my reveries,
and pearly skies kiss
the tawny dunes.
where seagulls glide
on still afternoons.

if this moment
could hold me in time,
i’d gaze on the bounty of
Earth sublime,
and if an ache exists in me,
i’d set my feet
on sage green seas,
i’d watch the wild geese
call to their mates
and imbibe the pageantry
of such grace!

lemonade sparkles

“The soil under the grass is dreaming of a young forest, and under the pavement the soil is dreaming of grass.”
― Wendell BerryGiven


lemonade sparkles
in my nebulous dreams,
flaxen daffodils
with glistening beams

viridescent trees
the cerulean skies,
while crimson poppies
with opaque butterflies

the mahogany earth
with bronze overtones,
a heaven inscribed
around silvery zones

at night the pearl moon
with a stygian night,
and the golden sun
reflects iridescent delight

the rubescent dawn
exhibits fields
of verdant clover,
a spiral of black birds
in psychedelic

far down by the caramel shore,
turquoise waters splash
their encore

deep under the hues
of a sapphire ocean
pink lobsters
the aquamarine motion

i am awoken by a
lilac slumber,
on clouds of wild flowers
imbued with
Earth’s umber