Winter sun
hides warmth
of Spring in
His frozen white breast
Earth cold and naked
numbs the senses
shivers in remote, obscure
caverns,
ascetic caves of penance, tapas and contemplation
where are Her emerald robes
adorning the hills, glens and woodlands
alluring fragrance of Her
rose scented skin is absent and
Her dewy jeweled eyes sorely missed
breathe deeply, empty your mind
I can hear Her soft lotus feet
dancing closer……..

I cupped the cool, refreshing, water
pulsing down from the shower head
in my palms
trying to imagine how the
First Americans felt as he or she
cupped the pure, pellucid, untainted water
drumming down
from pristine waterfalls, snow-fed mountain streams
and Heaven itself

Looking out with spacious vision
upon an innocent, nascent America
prancing like a young buck across
the ****** frontier,
expansive, unsullied wilderness

Robed in white feathers of angels
our Native Ancestors guarded and protected
the precious resources of this land with Eagle Eyes
and soaring Compassionate Spirits

Their soft soled moccasins walked in beauty
and left no scars or tracks in the winter snows
under full corn moons
Council fires crackled while
animals and men sang praises to
The Great Spirit and Mother Earth
promising mutual cooperation and respect

From every point on the planet the Sun's voice
could be heard:
"The journey of Life though this world
harmoniously follows a path through the stars"

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Beautiful clover drifts
blanket Florida embankments and sidewalks
creating an illusion of snow
that has us dreaming of a White Christmas

There was a slight chill in the air a few days ago
and my grandson Alex threw a few logs into the
the crackling fireplace hearth on his computer

Holiday lights and tropical hibiscus flowers
bloom vividly across houses and lawns
and puffy white clouds build frosty snowmen
in the blue cerulean skies

I spotted a really super cute Christmas tree ornament
that splendidly describes Christmas in Florida:
A smiling Santa Claus with a long white beard
riding Rudolph the rednosed dolphin

Merry Christmas Everyone! Peace On Earth Goodwill Towards Men!

Since the election
Beloved
I've been deplorably depressed
my heart has lept into
a starless river of tears
and is swept away

I've seen you passing through my
dreams, Swami
a shadow robed in raven black

Dearest Lord
Your Name is still alive on
my lips
although I clutch a rosary
of onyx pearls

And Pray..... Thy Will Be Done

When will Your bride
adorned in summer jasmine
blush the golden pink cattleya orchid
hues of dawn

And dance with You, oblivious
across Heaven's sapphire
august dome

In the midst of a dream
as I lay ensconced in
cloistered, quiet log cabin shadows
raindrops one by one pelting
the wooden roof
and musky wet earth

Hardness of my army cot
only increased the deep sense
of loneliness and seclusion
pervading my soul

I thought of beloved Sathya Sai
and grasped onto scraps of bliss
falling into the pool of consciousness

From depths of my anguished being
I whispered, "I Love You"

And! like an echo seeking its one true Love
I heard the voice of precious Baba respond
across electric ethers and swampy
forest dreamlands:

"I LOVE YOU!"

Our little teenage babushka
Carina Marie
flaxen haired beauty
with caramel pink complexion
and starlight eyes

I watch as you paint the world
with a vivid imagination and
the rich, dayglo colors of your
palette

Although I do wonder why you
hang cans from the ceiling
and tape a fork to the fan
all with an avant-garde shrug of
your shoulders
and a blasé smile

I see the hidden potential
bursting forth like a sudden
downpour of sunshine

A bright door opens in
the golden mist

Last night I took
a Selfie with God
sakura blossoms
fell from our hearts
in dazzling pink swirls

a ruby cameo
glistened on the moon's
pearl white *****

And when I saw His face
reflected in the satin black
patina pools of my eyes

the misty tears wouldn't stop...

Our starry silhouette
embracing the twilight
solitaire skies