Thoughts on a Grey Dayby Mrs. ScarrotFrom Bare Trees – Fleetwood Mac I thank my God for perfect love and peaceI’ll hold her tight, as always, mine foreverLove; love. So great, so divineTrees — the grey day has changed everythingIt’s beautiful, just beautiful, so beautifulThis first grey day is ours. My loving child, by grace … Read more
Spring’s Arrival © Willow Arlenea Psalm 66from Earth Psalmsby Angela Magara Shout, shout with joy.Shout for the honor that is Life. Shout the greatness of this world. And the pleasure and pain of it.Ring the Universe with gratitude.For bulbs do burst to flowers and Seeds spring to life without labor,Enfolded in Time’s cloak.As do we. … Read more
Artist uncertain – From Angela at Nine RavensEvery Word of Every Tongue Isby Fakhruddin Iraqi (? – 1289) Every word of every tongue isLove telling a story to her own ears.Every thought in every mind,She whispers a secret to her own Self.Every vision in every eye,She shows her beauty to her own sight.Every smile on … Read more
Early Spring © Ailyn Hoey Part Two: Nature LXXXV by Emily Dickinson A Light exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here A color stands abroad On solitary hills That silence cannot overtake, But human nature feels. It waits upon the lawn; It shows the furthest … Read more
In gratitude for the life of Lynn GroszYou have generously given so many treasures.Even now, you call me to awaken and remember: Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches?by Mary Oliver Have you ever tried to enter the long black branchesof other livestried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey,hangingfrom … Read more
March: An Odeby Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909)Please remember – For best results, poetry is meant to be read aloud! I.Ere frost-flower and snow-blossom faded and fell, and the splendour of winter had passed out of sight,The ways of the woodlands were fairer and stranger than dreams that fulfil us in sleep with delight;The breath of … Read more
Cold Mountain(After Han Shan)by Colin Oliver When I came to Cold MountainI made my home among pinesat the foot of a green cliff.Yet who is here? Cold Mountain:a vacant house. Jagged peaks,white clouds and crying monkeys. 2After a shower rocks gleamand Cold Mountain from high peakdown to green border shimmers.I wander by a clear stream,watch … Read more
Ha! A rush of blissflows suddenly through all my senses!I feel a glow, a holy joy of lifewhich sets my veins and flesh afire.Was it a god that drew these signswhich soothe my inward ragingand fill my wretched heart with joy,and with mysterious strengthreveal about me Nature’s pulse?Am I a god? The light pervades me … Read more
Prayer for the Great Familyafter a Mohawk prayer, by Gary Snyder, Turtle Island Gratitude to Mother Earth, sailing through night and day—and to her soil: rich, rare and sweetin our minds so be it. Gratitude to Plants, the sun-facing, light-changing leafand fine root-hairs; standing still through windand rain; their dance is in the flowering spiral … Read more
Last Night the Rain Spoke to Meby Mary Oliver Last nightthe rainspoke to meslowly, saying, what joyto come fallingout of the brisk cloud,to be happy again in a new wayon the earth!That’s what it saidas it dropped, smelling of iron,and vanishedlike a dream of the oceaninto the branches and the grass below.Then it was over.The … Read more