The black morning hides tall pine trees
rising against the star filled sky.
The silence broken only by the canines response
to the pack of coyotes and their screams.
A heavy mist hugs the wet ground
and stones glistened with the slightest light.
Through the drifting smoke
the scattered sun brings to life the forest
illuminated in halos captured in photos
that will help remember the peace and quiet.
Video taken of Lake Superior waves on the first morning of 2017.
I watch the sun rise from
distant cold moving water.
White-capped waves emerge from the horizon
and over time they will arrive at my feet
standing on the rock strewn shoreline
covered in clear ice.
I imagine staying here through the passing months
when the deep winter takes hold of this
land and my body becomes one with the
water and the earth and from this
connection I am transformed back to
my birth state when I emerged from the horizon.
Video taken of Lake Superior waves on the last morning of 2016.
Memories of distant surfaces
of planets I have not seen.
Mountains beyond the eyes reach
and multiple suns that never set.
Where is the place beyond the
known expanse of space?
I see white petals
falling into the black water
over and over and over.
I stand at the confluence
and water washes over my feet.
I kneel at the confluence
and purple light washes over my body.
A simple breath and idle hands
as we watch the sun filter through
the silent forest – we are guests
here, just caretakers of the land.
I awoke in the spring
steeped in memories and
lost dreams, standing on the
shore of an unnamed lake
steeped in golden light.
That path I have never left
empties into the fields
of infinite possibilities and choices
and when I am present I see you both hand in hand.