Storms gather
I watched
the gathering
storm
approach
The deepness
of grey
turning
near black
The fluttering
of aspen leaves
the insects caught
in updrafts
it is just
a matter
of time
waiting.
Mysteries and messages
Mysteries and messages
This week over a few days
Docks loosen their grip
And will allow themselves
To be pulled roots and all
You and I disagreed
In our views on religion
So we agreed not to talk
You respected my knowledge
On growing and gardening
You embraced cosmic forces
And the movement of planets
And the hidden influence of stars
But we both took pleasure
Sometimes surprised by nature’s way
And the complex beauty of a flower
Or the shape of a trees repose.
RAC
Openings within openings
