Snow at Dawn

Snow at Dawn

  In this desert when snow falls at dawn my being surrenders to the pristine and sparkly white. I rush into the storm and let the flakes kiss my cheeks and eyelashes, the luminosity fill my heart. Thrilled, I carry this light into the bedroom where I leap on the...
The Art of Flight

The Art of Flight

  Like a bird who can’t enjoy flying but instead only pecks, eats and drinks, I race from one activity to the next.   I end each day stretched out on the bed wanting nothing but sleep.   But suddenly I awaken. I watch my movements fast and jerky, my...
Eternal Peace

Eternal Peace

We glide among sleeping aspens rime ice coating branches above our heads, a snow cloud under our skis.   Within this gray-sky cathedral all is quiet except the creaking limbs as they dance to the wind’s song.   We trek deeper and deeper into the misty woods...