On our walk in the woods
this morning
I see tiny green leaves
appear next to and above
their slightly darker green
brothers
between my thumb and finger
they are soft and moist
to a gentle touch
new growth
New growth
Pause before living
There is a pause before living
the breath of time
where I roll and turn
and jump into the cloud
of what we see
I become lost in those waves
but the tides and gravity
bring me back
with round and loving words
to find my way into the pause where I live
The road of regret
I still love rainbows
but I’ve been down the road
of regret and back
there was no gold there
The moment
Do you remember the task
that you took on at the beginning
can you identify the first step
of that journey
the moment of the breath
what is this world we live in
you and I
The hallway to sunrise
Walking down the hallway
to sunrise
through which window
which door
will I find it today
it seems to be always arriving
and always leaving
like the warm heart of love
and the cold hands of time
The edge of lost and found
There is life on the edge
of lost and found
I know because I live there
if I fall off the edge of lost
will I land in found
I hope so
that’s my plan
daninmaya 