Category: Earth & Stars

Go there, go deep, go, go, go
Breathe in the thick, dense, humid mist wafting around you
Touch the rough, textured bark against your fleshy soft palm
Let them speak to you their wisdom from their roots, their branches, their leaves

Let your bare feet meditate against the crunchy, ribbed leaves, knotty sticks, cotton pine needles and fierce pebbles and rocks
Let the dried dirt cascade through your fingers while the vitamins penetrate your pores
Let the speckled shade rest gently upon your face and melt into the hushed surrounding symphony of life

Just stop….and they will inject calm

Just listen…and they will speak…

Hear them whisper the generations of their wisdom

Go into the woods often and acceptance will be drizzled into your veins

Inspired by and dedicated to my cherished friend, Larry.

We are intimate with the Earth each day
We breathe in and she breathes out
We sleep and she dances

Our hearts beat this moment and she pours her pulsing oceans into our veins
We are perfect as we stand on her rocky, sharp edges. She fully accepts our imperfections

Touch her in a way that no one has done before
Stimulate her entire being so she breaths life into you

One wonders, how the wildflower seed grows
From where it arrives no one can know
Exquisite and delicate, windswept through its flight
Can it grow in the day or does it open at night

Its plantings a mystery, no curation nor control
Trust must be cultivated, from deep within its own soul
Its natural beauty could burst out any day in the sun
But it blooms on its own, such tenderness not easily won

This wildflower can grow among weeds or tall grass
But never can one, such beauty possess
Many moments of wonder, the heart flows with such joy
To have gazed on such beauty, this Helen of Troy 

The wind and the rain, could tear it apart
So don’t hold it too close with your hand on your heart
But make no mistake, the sun does rise and does set
Just live in this moment where there is no regret

Cause what’s so great, about this flower so true, yet so wild
Are its shapes and its colors, drawn forth from the heart of a child
And though this heart so complex, at times fragile and scared
Even so it still will blossom, when it simply declares

Life sweeps down and takes our breath away
We scream, we cry, afraid to die

No sense is made by what we can’t control
We open our eyes to what once was lost

To see that light is only real where there is darkness

dd- November 2009

Wildflower you inspire me
Your quiet colors chant your innocent vibrancy
Your unique shapes echo your fascinating complexity
Your fragile manner belies your inner strength to grow among weeds

Your natural beauty flows with the wind
Sculpting you into a soulful creation of the earth
So grow where you are planted.
Wildflower you inspire me