piece found

gathered with care

into the bag please

we pluck the remnants found

along the road roaming

we pick more

and spread


An elderly neighbor and I walk six days a week, and for years I’ve watched her pick up cigarette butts and general litter with her handy picker. For Christmas, I had mentioned to my wonderful husband about helping her, and in my stocking found my very own snazzy picker. Today we gathered a bag and a half before the storm and rain rolls in tonight and tomorrow. Giving back to Mother Earth when we can feels awesome! Have a beautiful and blessed day.

Gazing at Now

Into the now I linger,

beyond the panes I see

touches of color blending moods

like coming home.

Star filled skies soothe the spirit

as the mind meditates amongst the trees,

my sentient soldiers wait

as the rhythm slows to calm,

I am borne of dust and shining things

in the moment of knowing

all that I AM.

Tranquility serves release in dreams

through the deep of night I linger,

speaking to the specters in tongues

I remember the ancient language

and tell their story

of life’s journey through

the ether of this second passed

leaving me aware and longing.

The incense burns its sweetest scent

as I am carried through the portal,

starstruck and mystified

I hang on the cusp

and dream.

Beneath The Subtle Crack

Boulder Opal

In glorious beauty found

beneath the surface of imperfection

through perfections view,

the softest flow of illusion

greets the soul of peace.

We find ourselves gazing outward

with an inward perception

seeing each flaw we dive deeper,

knowing below the cracks

our history waits for release.

Fingers touch the smoothness

of each new day that finds us waiting

for fresh eyes to glance upwards

at the ever moving skies

and hopes of connection to the invisible link,

we are reborn like the cells that create

the cumbersome body.

In the moment of awareness we know

somewhere beneath the subtle crack

the escape of ego has occurred

leaving us beautiful and free

despite the facades illusion,

beauty will always remain.