nests bustling in leafy trees
eggs cracking open tenderly
vernal music on the breeze
excitement buzzing busily
tree roots drinking merrily
underground working tirelessly
restless flowers pacing weeds
manufacturing aromatherapies
reds purples yellows greens
poppies blooming endlessly!
nature
WILD’ness
WILD
is beautiful
wild is free —
wilderness is not
an empty canvas
for Man to do
what he will —
wilderness is
an already full canvas
painted by God
Stragglers
bird alights on branch
mottled-lit golden leaves fall
drifting like feathers
Deciduous
just like trees
my life is a mix—
seasonal change
and evergreen
Alone in the city
my heart is dying
for this gambel’s quail crying
lovesick for a mate
Looking forward
If winter wrote an autobiography, it would be mostly about the spring.
From the library to the park
Happiness is sharing a bowl of cherries and a book of poetry with a
Glorious
imagine how many glorious winters and springs
the stars from their celestial perches have seen—
Desert winter storm
tiny icy hail
falls slantwise through streaming sun
melting to rainbow
Edging out
Seasons depart peripherally.
Fresh air & birdsong
An open window is good company, like the burning candle of Lichtenberg.
“Man loves company even if it is only that of a small burning candle.”
Icy gaze
owls fierce in summer
are fiercer yet in winter —
it’s mating season
Majesty of nature
“We can tap into the majesty of nature by noticing a single fleeting moment of beauty.”
—Christian Howard, Apple Fitness+, calm meditation, Ep96, 2022