Waking up

Clouded first awakening

and a morning

quiet and pastel~

Blessed sun 

invites the second awakening

and a heart wakes up

to the possibilities

of the day.

A memory of garden beauty

evokes the necessity

to travel across town.

And the third awakening

is the best of all~

as I sit on a bench

breathing in a thousand stories of peace

told in the language 

of leaf and bloom....

Night walk

Clouds of different densities

create a collage of blues and grays~

redwoods silhouetted

like steeples

remind me to give thanks

for this holy moment.

I walk within a living painting

witness to wind's wild brushstrokes

and Light's shifting game.