Sterna Paradisiae
What is this paradise
where ocean boils
and wind torments?
Expectation hangs in the air
waiting
no space for fear
She is made of sterner stuff
and turns
with angel's grace
diving beneath the soft, dark deep
knowing that it will hold and sustain her
every time.
Hopeman
Beneath the moon they flee
across lands and seas
through forests of fear
and dark cities of sorrow
places of prejudice
that suck breath from the lungs
and hope form the heart
But there it is
the same moon
rising above a new land
the incoming tide carries its light
to a place of peace
Stand a while
Reflect
Hope
Unlimited
You have infinite possibilities
no horizon
no ceiling
unconstrained by the past
you have permission to explore
open your eyes
to things half known
breathe challenge listen
contemplate react liberate
feel change unfold grow
search reveal examine
appreciate hope thrive
expand perceive 0pen
flourish increase flow
develop strengthen
clarify uncover experience
test ask stretch release
go
be
unlimited
Wild and Free
You and me
wild and free
each singing our own unique song.
Necessary
The darkness of indigo weighs in first
casting heavy shadows across the day
demanding to take its place
to be dealt with
to be achieved.
Quietly
yellow ochre sings out its melody
warming the the body
and nourishing the heart
restoring life and bringing light.
While these two juggle and jostle for supremacy
majestic mauve appears
magically transforming
stimulating imagination and cultivating creativity.
Each hue is necessary
providing a perfect balance
the day is planned with each task in place
the large the small and the tiny.
And those things that seem
the most insignificant
may indeed be
the most necessary of all.
