Chapter One “Listen to all the teachers in the woods. Watch the trees, the animals and all living things–you’ll learn more from them than from books.” Joe Coyhis, Stockbridge-Munsee The waters were swift, the riverbank was still. Deep ran the current, shallow was the soil. Uninhabited, the land beckoned a visitor to wander the […]
Month: July 2012
Lost In The Moment . . .
Time went by so fast. I cannot remember all the moments as she told me once again the seasons were changing. The flower buds, the birds in the yard, the smell of fresh cut grass. Azure skies daunted on the horizon with towering cumulus clouds to keep one at guard. The stature of the the […]
The Cottage . . .
You held the door open beckoning my desire to enter your secret cottage in the forest. There was no visible pathway leading me to you only the pathway in my mind as the breezes ushered me through the grassy field. The aroma of the setting, the sounds of tranquilly, the flickering candlelight and the relaxation […]
Thinking Of You . . .
The snowflakes drifted like the down of a feather, Cold against my cheeks signals such frigid weather, Stars twinkling through the veil of clouds, Reminds me of a delightful comforting shroud, Thinking of you brings a warmth in my soul, And fills my heart making it whole, But a somber emptiness without you hand in […]
As The Clouds Roll By . . .
The winter rains fall from clouds not so high, Swept by the swirling winds that blow so strong. Dark clouds racing so fast across the sky, I hope the sun will shine before too long. As I wade through the puddles soaking wet, A car comes by and splashes me some more. Lightning flashes and […]
I knocked Upon Your Door . . .
I knocked upon your door. You answered, I came in. We embraced, you said get comfortable. I could see a small opening in your sheer kitchen curtains. A bottle of olive oil, a folded dish towel, open faced cupboards. Small, cozy, functional, candles burning, lights dim and comfy shadows. Let go you say, relax come […]
Private And Inviting . . .
I stood at the bottom of the stairs and pondered. What was so private at the top of those stairs? An enchanting entrance of some sorts? A place to escape and settle down for a while? Perhaps a sanctuary of some sorts. Twenty-five steps to find out. Just take the next step please. One at […]