Begin each day by acknowledging the abundance of good in your life.
The third book of poetry! Writing, living, loving, breathing, and of course all the animals have come together poetically in this next book. I can't wait to share.
A Poem, A Prayer, A Promise
The poem is in the wind
whispering through the trees,
tossing the flag, sparkling in the creek water,
playing with the horses' manes and tails.
The prayer is in the pause
between this action and the next,
this inhale and that exhale, the softness of a smile,
that begins in the heart and moves upward to the eyes.
The promise is in the hands
that peel potatoes, make the soup,
open and close like birdwings*
reach out, touch, offer to help.
*In reference to Rumi's poem, "Birdwings"
This is my home. Page.
Many things are happening in the coming days, months, year.
Dogs to be walked, held and loved. Horses to be trained and ridden. Poems to be written.
Books to be published.
Look around. Stay in touch. I'm grateful you are here.