You Seeking Hope

reach out for my hand
while crossing the stream
understand that
first I’ll listen
and last I’ll speak.

I have come to help you across
help you believe again
my friend, release the sails
into the wind again
my friend. I have
a knapsack full of light.

Look inside

as we walk the rock ledge
of blue slate with fossilized
shells and roots embedded
into the bumpy stone surface

seeking answers
down by the creek

where the warm summer grass grows
tall, and cool blue flowers
around the trunks
of green-leaved trees
and calmness flows
into the channel
of our souls
refreshing mind
and body as one
unified whole

crossing over the threshold
to the dream, wading through the thoughts
of the stream

until we reach the other side

Expressions of a Fine Artist

Spew color from the tip of your tongue brush
as truth absorbs into the fabric of your expression.


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Shadows and Reflections

Shadows and reflections


Scratch out the rough drafts of yesterday’s life.

Write in the new words and feelings of your new life,

ones coinciding with parallels of numerous possible realities

that can change within a mere nanosecond of thought.

Some may pass through death without even knowing.

The portal to the dream is always opening, waiting . . . .