awake at first light
realizing far too late
I’m not who I thought
–
venus rising-
difficult memories
consigned to the fire
Category: Morning
Promise
a new day dawning
stale vestiges of the past
left by the roadside
–
first light-
the morning star
through hollow trees
Beginning
chasing the sunset
just over the horizon
ever out of reach
–
hoary grass-
the sky aglow in
morning twilight
Soltice
the year’s longest night
herald the winter solstice
ere the morning comes
–
watching our breath-
the black of night
pierced by stars
Mists
early morning haze
the pale tint of the full moon
just above the trees
–
first light-
the fog and I
rise together
Hence
waiting for the train
a low mournful whistle drones
off in the distance
–
an iron sky
heavy snow falls
on distant peaks
Winter
the low midday sun
shadows of geese noiselessly
passing overhead
–
dancing water
a clingy black shift
of morning ice
Passing
the hours before dawn
weaving my way back home through
the thinnest of light
–
gently becoming
as one with
the winter sky
Comfort
come to me softly
slip off your shoes and we’ll dance
in the evening sand
–
mid morning sun
warm black sand after
the retreating tide
Faith
jewel in the lotus
tibetan prayer wheels turned by
cascades of water
–
a winter dawn
snow skates across
the temple threshold