Steps to simplicity

in honor we bathe
the world around us in gifts
of a beauty for remembering
the gentleness of spirit.
Perfumed air lingers
exotic Spanish spice drifting
beyond the view the ocean lingers
at bay as we watch
and gaze upon the steps to simplicity.
Random acts
and a thousand hanging threads
like intricate webs twined
saying gently
I was here amongst the history,
and still I see the change occur
beyond the fountain of youth
where even the wrinkle in time
cannot be put off
for the whim of a wish,
we take each step
eyes open to see what will come
from a walk in the maze of life,
we emerge knowing there will be others
in this place we stand
inhaling the scent
of our days gone by.

Building code

We are the prophets
strangers in a world of stardust
building codes link by link,
connected by invisible bridges
spanning across the universe.
We are the poets,
the storytellers of the utopian peace,
salvaged from bits and pieces
we are our creation borne
of sweat, blood, and endless tears,
letting go fears
and stepping off into the wilderness
as each page turns,
we end and begin again
between the lines where silence is filled
with unsaid ideas
and the reflection of a perfection
we build upon with ready hands.
We came and went
before there were names given
and judgement was unheard
like the cosmic heartbeat,
we simply felt the beat
and followed the tune to bliss
on the path we all travel
in birth to death,
round again to become builders
of the next chapter.

painting by Salvador Dali, just a segment of a wall sized painting, pulling bits and pieces to create a new whole, photo taken by myself.

Solitude in flight

Feathers carved in natures stone
curved and fluid we fly in dreams
far and away into the stars
dotting the sky like miracles born.
Tagua found hanging on white walls
I touch each color and feel
the caring imbedded in each piece like love.
Lightness of being I find
the slipping of images floating by
I cannot touch nor do I dare,
for to mar the edges of beauty
would wound the heart too much,
and I watch the peaceful master create
over and over again the scenes
like dreams rising to fruition,
from nothing something comes.
I am eager, I feel the sensations
of something bigger coming
and I smile while in my dream I fly,
to touch down on a distant planet
I curl into a ball to sleep
and thus am created in the mind
of a hand that etched
my soul filled presence.

Learning more about vegetable ivory (Tagua nuts) that are carved and made into jewelry too. We sell the necklaces at work but this morning I looked more into what they are. A beautiful image found on the internet….but I’d love to have that piece. A chimera carved into the nut 🙂