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Poem – Calm Waters
April sunrise over the calm water a slow dance of light across the surface. this path now appearing after minutes lost in the subtle voice of nature opens a watery light encased portal that is my chance to leave this world.
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Joline – Home
“Which way home?” She asked in child’s voice. “This way, into the sun.” I replied, pointing up the slope at the muted late winter sun at the path’s end. “We all come from the sun.”
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Snow Day and Coyotes
New snow and we walked the nearby trail. Just the 3 of us through untouched paths and into the open fields. There Vinny found a cleared spot with a meal stored neatly, most likely part of a coyote homestead.
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Poem – A Visit
Just a few hours after arriving we were visited by the guardians of the north shore… With fresh snow 4 to 6 inches deep we cleared a trail into the woods. Waking that morning, the Aussies were unsettled and more vocal than normal. Following the path, we crossed that of a wolf visiting overnight.
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Poem – Return
Returning to the fields where it all started so many years ago. It was here I decided which path I would take and to never look back, even when the sun falls and the fields are obscured with shadows and mist.
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Poem – Path Home
The pine tree lined path covered with early season snow beckons for me to follow and with eyes closed.
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Poem – Beneath the Setting Sun
When I see the evening sun gracefully fall into the forest and the last rays sweep across the sky I hear the slow progression of cello and violin as the music makes room in me for these rare moments and feelings of peace. I have been down that road many times in this life hoping…
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Poem – Existence
The dirt road lined with pine and poplar exists in familiar land and on the map, but standing here beneath the northern sky as the cool wind brushes the lake, I am without time or space. In moments where I become aware of my contact with the earth, does it matter where I exist physically…