Tag Archives: trees

Comfort Taken from What is Given

I imagine this scene, a snapshot of any ordinary point in time, perhaps not meaningful to anyone else, is everything I need. Wandering the path in no hurry, with no end goal, I listen. For years I have walked this land, but there was always a burden being carried. Aware of this, my attention to […]
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Giants

I walked in the empty fieldsand fell before the giants. Holding up the winter skytheir gaze met with fear. Laying in the snow and staring at the skyI wonder what being or energy keeps the balance and the motion, the systemand the path moving despite the tremendous odds, changes everywhere, and the chaosas humans continue […]
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If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #19

I imagine one his photographs might look like this:

Vignettes from Lutsen

Midnight sky filled with more stars than we’ve ever seen. Trapped in the city lights and pollution we see only the moon, a few planets, and a handful of stars. Here, we are treated to the vastness our home, this planet, swims within on its journey through the galaxy and universe. Distant lights dancing in […]
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Poem – Connections

Wandering the fields,a dusting of snow coats mature pine trees and grasses. They run free and wild as I walkthe trails we began building in the spring. Coyote dens near the hills are clean and organizedand the fox den recently found is still visible. So much life and nature in this field.Years are needed to […]
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Poem – Into the Storm

Following the untouched path filling with snow,the sky and fields begin to merge. The surrounding forest becomes muted and fadesas we slowly are swallowed. Winter grasses are the last to disappearamidst the fading background. We stand near the growing empty fieldsoon to be lost and with no directionand we tell ourselves this is needed,this reset […]
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Autumn Thoughts

Speeding through November with December around the corner, a pause is warranted in the daily flow to reflect, to think, to breath. The sun settles into the horizon earlier as darkness consumes more time and the cold encourages us to seek more warmth within ourselves. The day emerges slowly with orange and purple streaks as […]
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Poem – Taking the Path into the Darkening Sky

Falling off the concrete path, I landed in the empty fields surrounded with autumn colors. I was not sure where to turn next, what road to follow, or where I wanted to go. The trees then opened showing me a path leading up into the darkening blue sky, into the unknown.

Poem – At the End of the Day

Cast from expectations of treeless horizons and concrete enforced cities, we landed here within the forest which quickly enveloped us. Towering pines scatter the August afternoon and we run through fallen needles and shadows. At the end of the day we rest in the native grases and watch butterfly wings open and close.

Poem – Fracture 74 (Fire)

into the flames the willow tree burns smoldering leaves melt from the crown dripping into the snow. I walk away as the last root burns and shake gasoline from my fingertips. the waiting messiah smiles snow building around its presence. the thinning horizon meets the whitening land as shadows disperse. when the last ember cools […]
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