continuum

words, like weeds
grow not on
artificial turfs.


its tender buds
timely nipped,
a bougainvilla blooms.

Redwood giants
they become, burls
surpassing the gold rush*


* remembering the Avenue of the Giants
in Eureka, California

notions in motion

laying underneath
beckoning from above

lying behind
becoming ahead

darkness glowing
in a candle light

shadows sheltering
at highnoon

notions in motion
turning blues into songs.

changing suits

Sweet adieu, Winter...!
Green tendrils peeking from branches
Signal, " Spring is in the Offing!"*



dedicated to Morgan

truly..

things real or imagined
populating the landscapes
within reveal or hide,too
those in the landscapes without.

beyond man-made din

endlessly
do angels sing

in winter chill
or in summer heat;

endlessly
do angels sing

a lullaby
when body needs rest;

endlessly
do angels sing

beyond, above
in spite of, man-made din.

knowable occurence

where true needs arise
there, too with deep search for help
fulfillment comes about.

note worthy...

blessed is the evening
when shadows, too retreat.

o0o


verdant forest rise
where before burning lava
enveloped the land.

o0o

along side some apples
more trees are growing in the garden...
where is Eden?