You witness
from heart of eye
over playground,
marsh,
sleeping souls
behind glazed glass.Connected by root,
earth’s heartbeat you breathe
while raven warns
hawk parous round.I watch,
observer,
rooting myself
to you.
You witness
from heart of eye
over playground,
marsh,
sleeping souls
behind glazed glass.Connected by root,
earth’s heartbeat you breathe
while raven warns
hawk parous round.I watch,
observer,
rooting myself
to you.
Day Seven
Signs
a crow
two ducks
a fallen rose
some would inform me signs are sillybut as a crow flies above
into a blazing sunset
a message from a loved one passed
all is wellmy mom and dad
both now gone
quatered nesting ducks in their planter
two visitors in my yard today
all is wella fallen rose
St. Theresa’s calling
she kept him company
consoled him in his fear
all is wellSpirit comes to me in signs
not every one can see them