sweet night world

the creatures of the night,
come out to play,
the perfect end
to such a beautiful
day ♥

depth

do we measure the depth of the
world,

in leaves.
or is it to be measured,
by what and how we
receive.


                                                   photo taken on the way home from yoga

the circle

the circle goes round
and round again,
it whirls, it spirals,
it does not end.
it shares its laughter,
it shares it tears,
and when you feel alone,
it is always near
♥

for all activists

sometimes we want to turn away,
we cannot do this another day,
and then we hear that little voice,
that reminds us that when
something good happens,
we all rejoice.
so do not worry,
being discouraged is okay,
but we keep on going,
anyway ☺♥☻

flowers and shadows

flowers grow from the shadows,
they search out the light.
they rest in the darkness.
until everything is
all right.

 

photo taken today outside yoga studio

words

words are letters,
thrown onto a plate,
sometimes it matters
how they are served.

words can be uttered,
too soon or too late,
whether or not they
are deserved.

spring fever has landed

no words to say,
no thoughts to
ponder,
spring fever has landed,
and happily,
we wander.