Happiness and the Pursuit of Sunshine
The older I get
the more sunshine I require.
Quit blocking my light!
#194
The older I get
the more sunshine I require.
Quit blocking my light!
#194
With basket empty,
Farmers’ Market bound am I
to fill the basket.
Whole grain bread, honey,
eggs, tomatoes, yellow beans,
Into the basket.
Unpack the basket
taste the sunshine, soil, and rain
of the Peace Country.
#259
What a state of grace is the first sunlight glinting on the wild rose. What a sigh of relief after days of droning rain!
Just as predicted the sun came out this morning and bathed the sodden landscape with warmth and the promise of summer bliss.
Sunshine After Rain
Earth steams and streams
from beneath the rains,
pendant prisms
quiver in the breath of darkness passing
casting rainbows aside,
they dive down the back of my neck,
cool clean rivulets, I become
just one more facet of her terrain,
my name a distant whisper
drowned in the sound of wind in the trees
as she shivers them free
and sighs.