
some of us will try
to find the light, not knowing
that the light finds us
–photo by me

some of us will try
to find the light, not knowing
that the light finds us
–photo by me
I reached into spacetime
And grasped the tiny hand
Of the crying little boy
Who was made to go away.
“Who are you?” I asked.
In an oddly familiar voice,
He answered, “Goodness.”
Suddenly I remembered.
I pulled him to me
And we became one–
Again.

With the melting snow, spring is not only in the air, but in our streams and rivers as well.
Today, I’m up here at the U.S./Canadian border to check out some of the smaller tributaries flowing into the Rainy River. It’s so nice to see the water flowing again! I was up here last fall, and, after a long, dry summer, this particular stream had been reduced to a trickle.
As the laughing waters come gushing out of the woods, it reminds me of the ebb and flow of life. We were born of water, so it’s no wonder we have an affinity with streams and rivers. Life is very much a river.
As I stand here overlooking the run-off, it is so beautiful that I feel my own stream overflowing.
* * *
silent all winter
the babbling brook now becomes
a roaring river

–Photos by me

ice tumbles downstream
in the dark river like spilled
whiskey on the rocks
–photo by me

when we encounter
obstacles to our growth,
we must be like trees–
either dig right into them
or find a way around them
–photo by me

Beyond our
Earthen carousel,
The stars,
In vast array,
Light up
Our cosmic carnival–
The twinkling
Milky Way.
The fairway
Teems with stars,
Perhaps
Five hundred
Billion strong;
Look up
And see the galaxy–
It’s open
All night long!
–Photo by son Aaron

A self-centered woodchuck named Ben
Stays aloof from his ex-girlfriend,
But if it’s time to mate,
He will not hesitate
To just let himself in to her den
–Photo by me

huge, fighting eagles
may leave prized feathers behind
i’ll come back–later
–photo by me
it
came out
of the east
and enveloped
our unwary world;
soon, misinformation
about the vaccination
inundated the world wide web,
precautions became politicized,
and over six million of us perished.
still, many of us got educated,
and most of us got vaccinated;
we kept up social distancing
and tolerated the mask.
now, i can only hope
it keeps declining,
and i pray that
covid will
soon be
gone.

whatever we’ve left
out on the lawn last fall now
comes back to haunt us
–photo by me