There is a lover beyond another

There Is A Lover Beyond Another

There is a lover

beyond another-

one I am gladly

bound to.

One whom I

can not ignore

for risk of great

unhappiness.

One in whom I

see myself so clearly,

where I can fly beyond

the dimensions of

space and time.

One who nourishes me

with wings of eternity.

There is a lover

beyond another-

one I am gladly

slave to.

A life lived not in

richness and in health,

but in the concrete of

boredom and the ordinary,

will surely be my destiny

if I heed not her siren song.

I gladly go

and perform

the struggle, tug and push

in the solitude of my studio.

I give her voice-

I worship at her feet.

There is a lover

beyond another-

gratefully so. 

Creative inspirations

In Honor of Mary Oliver

Her arcane appeal 

is shrouded in her simplicity

of profoundness.

Her ability to word-paint 

the wonder 

of the natural world

with crystal, innocence-

I feel her awe and devotion

in my mitochondrial soul-

and I want to stand beside her

upstream. 

Mary Oliver is one of my creative inspirations. Her words, an extension of her lovely soul, reach deep inside me and awake the wonder of this magical place we call Earth. We share and worship in the same cathedral, the expansive outdoors. 

Her most recent book; Upstream; Selected Essays is a joy to read. Thank you, Mary Oliver, for using the lens of your words to paint a world of magical mystery. Bravo. 

Wait For Me

Wait For Me

Acres over my head

gliding across the grey winter sky

the lone cry of a Canadian goose

pierces an arrow of melancholy

into my heart.

Wait

wait

wait

for me-

I wonder,

what were you doing

when your flock took off without you?

Captured by your image in the pond

you floated across as a group?

Or perhaps you were off in a field of

never ending grass, grazing away

as your brothers and sisters

ran the runway of the plains

up into the air.

And now what?

Plaintively crying out

hoping your voice will boomerang forward

and the tip of an arrow of geese

 will come flying towards you

drawing you back into the fold

of your companions.

I toss up a prayer

that that is so.