I gave  you my hand and hopes of something  great. They say it all starts with a seed . You walked past with no care. days and years  go by with no hello or a goodbye. We walk the floor as we pass each other in my heart you will never know me. You think  u see me but  only image you wanted see. A smile but masked by smoke that is around  you. I rather keep moving forward  bc sometimes a tree can't  grow with no love

A cherry tree, heavy with fruit,

Once stood at the bottom of my garden

By the small pond filled with septic water

Disagreeably still. Ignoring it, over time, its

Fruit fell and decayed.

Over time its trunk became overwhelmed

With boles, its branches snapped.

Close by the rich soil

Was suffocated with weeds.

i am stuck.
i gave you air to fill your lungs,
yet, you still chose to go to those who pollute them.
i gave you changing colors,
shades of yellow, red, orange and green.
yet, you love those who are only black and white.
i gave you a solid foundation,
made a pact to always be there.
yet, you went to crumbling concrete.
you made me feel like i was rotting
when i was still firmly planted on the ground,
and as parts of me began to fall around you,
you stood by me,
but looked into her eyes instead.

How ancient is the memory, of a being such as thee?
Perhaps it's fate, that kept you here, to share of it with me.
But though you are a mighty thing, and regal as can be,
Your age is great, and if we wait,
I fear you'll fall on me.

Supine,
under a quiet
and ethereal sky
i lay down.
leaves behind,
a tired and
wounded mind
and let it rest
against the
splendid garden
of your chest,
while boughs
above sway
gentle chorus
songs of love
that chime
the breeze
with nature's
tenderness

The DOVES Have Returned!!!
Thousands of them!!!
Each ONE effortlessly carrying a small Gift of peace,
LOVE’s Great Mystery…

the LIFE EXPERIENCING Twig of its Sacred Offering


I AM the Nest of Life to the broken branches of these Trees,
and the Tree of Life to the great birthing’s of this Nest
They Become Me
And I Become IT

Both are True,  and Wonderfully so!!

This IS the JOY of the Risen Heart- the VOICE of HOLY SPIRIT!
Gratitude Becomes Me,  And I Become It
I have Become a Fountain to Eternity!

Sweet Petals of Darkness,
Now gone...
replaced by the purple coneflower of Willingness
I praise You for YOUR Generosity
and….
commend YOU for your BEAUTY!!!
YOU are the strategy of Wholeness
the likes of Which has never before existed
HARMONY of LIFE
You are the ORDER of my BEING

Peace