Sacred Nature

In the morning light,
the soul awakens
to the still sound of water
after a long night of darkness.

Namaste,
L and Muse

Pixie Dust

She awoke to frosted windows
wrapped herself
in her comfy blanket
scraped a peek hole
to the outside world.
Her eyes now a child’s…

She looked about with wonder
snow crystals suspended,
glistening in the sun’s rays.
She looked heavenward
searching for the Source…
Who was sprinkling magic,
pixie dust to blanket
the hibernating earth?
Pine trees accepted the glittering gift,
and Earth snuggled
beneath the magical veil.
A hawk flew overhead
beckoning her on an adventure.
Her heart opened,
a pixie dust awakening…

Namaste,
L and Muse

A Supportive Tribe

Wind
scatters seeds.
One shimmies
Earth opens to greet her.
She sighed into the embrace.

The sun and moon
kissed good morning,
bid each good night
smiling down
upon the tender life.
A sea of others
nestled into the fertile ground.
They swayed in the breeze,
huddled together in the storms,
wished upon the stars,
shared their dreams,
wiggled in their tears,
and danced in the sun.
She had created a tribe.

Namaste,
L and Muse

Good Morning

View from my window
snows blanket earth, frosty quilt
covers imperfections.

Namaste,
L and Muse

Unexpected Gifts

Brilliant pinks light up
the sky dome, announcing Day
to the world below.

Namaste,
L and Muse

Good Morning, My Friend

Sweet rays emanate
from her joyful heart, sharing
the love with others.

Namaste,
L and Muse

Connected Across Miles

Moon lingers over
Willow’s shoulder, each reflects
Sun’s brilliant rays.

Namaste,
L and Muse

The Sun Always Shines

 

Black clouds cast a dark shadow over the morning fields.

The golden sun radiates through the darkness,

Rays radiating a brilliant, golden glow.

As a reminder that despite the darkness that we might see,

The light needs only a small opening

To illuminate the darkness.

No matter how thick the dark clouds may be

The sun always shines.

 

Namaste,
L and Muse

Her Soul Soars

She glows in morning
sky, beyond life’s thick jungle
beauty, alluring.

Namaste,
L and Muse

Dreaming Awake

 

 

Misty morning

awakens sleeping beauty

opening her heart
to greet dawn’s glow

on a warm, gentle breeze

she’s swept away in wonder

to her favorite dream

of freedom

to run through the meadow

to climb the perfect climbing tree

to swim in the nearby pond
to dance, to laugh

she becomes more vibrant

as she feels the dream coursing within.

A cold wind snaps
her back to now
she sighs
as the dream fades.

Suddenly,
eyes explore her exposed essence

she fills with deep warmth

finding herself awakening.

Namaste,
L and Muse