Hues of life

Mixed in moments of everyday
we turn to seek the colors of balance,
moving ever forward
we twist and turn in search of the light
rising before us so splendid
we return to the source.
Like water running to the feel of gravity
up, down and around
slipping past the walls that hinder,
finding a way in the time needed
to find the way back to being.
Faces here and then suddenly absent
we ponder the strangeness of change,
and the ghosts of memory surface
we face the truth of our everyday lives,
moving to a higher ground
as the emotion flows into a quiet place
we embrace the little things
and let go the darkness
embracing the light gifted
of love and peace.

I have been absent of late as a very special visitor has been here visiting(Hey Mom)and time has been spent sponging up any available moment to spend with her. A nine day straight workweek has also put up a speedbump on extra time for writing. My wonderful elderly neighbor passed away unexpectedly which jarred my thoughts into the pattern of using time wisely, not frittering away gifts of life given but I needed to touch base with all of you lovely people, and after mid next week I shall return to the land of Peace, Love and Patchouli and resume my regular visits to my lovely friends here. Miss you all and be back soon. Peace out and still breathing and smiling, Kim

Life is like a bowl of…

We pass the years
blended and turned into new tastes,
experiments with our bounty
we inhale the aromas brought forth,
sweetest concoctions stirred
a loving hand holds a spoon eager,
the bite of life so loved.
The sun living within the colored orbs
we squeeze the essence out of each day given
spices added where needed
and we sup side by each
sipping the cocktail of our love
content in our bowl of this world
together in beauty
we spin our tales with humor and grace,
collecting the nectar with open hands.
Love takes so many forms,
as I juggle limes while walking
trying to ease the bag open
I gaze around at harried faces
and feel so content as I see you before me,
we come together at the intersection
with baskets loaded with the finest things
and we create laughter for the souls before us
realizing that this day always means so much more,
than a rushed pace that usually finds us tired
and the endless thoughts that fall at day’s end,
here in this moment
we take our fill in gratitude and deliver back to the universe
with love in our hearts,
fruit and meats in our baskets,
a feast for a King or Queen
we will partake of our meal over a crowd of pink roses,
thankful for each moment we have
to be here in this time
together.

A Very Happy Anniversary to my beloved and favorite soul in this whole wide world. Farmers market finds in the fridge, Mojitos on tap this eve and some she sells sea scallops for supper (say that five times fast, I dare you) Life is good and each year will only get better ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ Peace and love, K

The scented air

Atmosphere hangs blissful
like paper lanterns in the sky
filled with color and brightness
as breezes blow
emotions flow
keeping time to the rhythm
of the scents on the air.
Mystery fragrance caught
in between the threads billowing
line after line hanging
gathering it all in like a warm embrace.
One by one we feel the softness
as the autumn comes calling
with fits of winter chill,
in this place where everyday
is just everyday
and not much leads to change
but storm and darkness,
the brisk front sweeps in
like the broom moving across the floor,
reaching into corners to find
the bits and pieces left behind,
and the memory glides us back to the yesterdays
when rapid motion days flew too fast,
seasons that had momentum
and we longed for the return of summer
as the snow kept falling faster,
here we sit beyond the doors
breathing in and out the refreshment
of the scent of air welcomed
like a long lost loved soul
remembered.