living – Page 27 – Picking Up Roots

Gardens

hands in the dirt,
you have lost yourself
amidst the green stems
and leaves browned by the summer sun;

you glow;
it comes from within -
your spirit nurtured 
by the earth -

you ask if it's okay,
please understand:
you don't need permission,
to feel good

Morning

day breaks
on a broken body
ravaged by a sleepless night
and the wear and tear
of Time's passing;

mind dense with fog,
joints creaking with stiffness,
feet hit the floor,
the wood's cool grain
awakens the mind
to the life within,

rise,
make use
of this greatest of gifts

Painting

how do I paint
a picture of the natural world
within the confines
of inadequate words;

how do I make real
its vast and intricate beauties;
how do I show it
stealing your breath away
as it fills you with life;

perhaps, it is to encourage you
to open your senses;
to hear the songs of the birds,
to feel the summer breeze kiss your skin,
to open your eyes to the life that surrounds -
to see