the "i"

the "i" you are
the self within
the growth that
can happen
as each day,
begins.

little robin

little robin
a song to sing
a voice
a choice.
it is spring,
rejoice.

we embrace

although  not quite
the same in visage
and form
it is this precise quality
we embrace.

pretty pinx

pretty pinks
for you,
i thinks.
a joyful sight
for those,
who
might.

heartness

each life is so precious and unique, they touch our hearts in more ways than we have heartbeats

whatever

whatever that be
or the smaller
picture
of society
... we have one life
and when we are gone
the world is still there
and going on
so live each day
with that in mind
ruled by compassion,
and being kind

words flow in the face of a flower

in the face of a flower
words flow with each glance
a story
a sequence,
perhaps not
by chance