Missing Nothing

I made room

Expanded

Fit love into sun filled mornings

Woodland walks

Midnight songs

Moonlit rambles

Between times so full

I never stopped

No need to stop

No lack therein

Nothing missing

Like water carving out the rock

Like earthquakes opening the ground

Like giving away things no longer used

I made room

Now I am open and not full

Of the light that used to shine

I turn under the silver moon

Slowly under a slivered shard

Of what had been robust and

Bright

To myself I am returned

Missing nothing

But that song

That shimmering glow

Just salty rivers running muddy

From these eyes down to the sea

I walk these sandy shores again

Under the stars

Just me

northern lights over mountain and forest
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When Ravens Cry 12/5/2020

Walking down a frosty woodland path

I heard the cries

I heard them calling

Angry voices shouting out

From beyond the trees

I had come for peace

I sought the tranquil comfort of the woods

This was not to be

No, this would not be

Maybe they would settle as I walked

Maybe they would resolve their quarrel as I moved

Through bare and bended branches

On leaves and moss icily encrusted

I meant to just keep walking

To find some quiet solitude, but I turned back

Following a game trail through the wicked thorns

I found them then, up in the limbs

The ravens crying angrily

Defiantly they cried

One more step, all took wing, and I could see

The trouble a predatory bird

The ravens cry a warning

The ravens cry a warning

Into the sky they fled

Leaving a still silence which

Into a tiny song burst forth

Short and sweet

Short and sweet

From the covering thicket to my side

And I walked on

Tranquil forest paths

As the sun rose to the raven’s

Swift good-bye

And my heart echoed with

The angry raven’s cry

The silence

And the sweetness

Of the trilling little ones

Who followed with me

For a time

They followed with me for a time

The Deep Woods – Daily Poem 12/2/2020

There in the deep woods

Where everyone ends up some time

Despair grows into

Loneliness

Weary and afraid to take another step

Dark, quiet solitude will rise

Hush, darling

Hush, darling

Listen to the earth as you press your ear to

The soil full of life

Galaxies of teeming multitudes

She speaks in whispers to your heart

Reminding you to breathe

Sink deeper into the cave of the great mother

She is holding you now as you weep

In this cocoon you will be transformed

From this moment forward you can fly

All hopes rising from the earth

In blooms, and bark, and padding creatures

Now you are hope for others

Holding gently to their hands when they, too

Enter the deep woods in the darkest night