Once Upon a Ridge

Wind is blowing in from the north

I watch in awe from this high ridge

Perched on an edge

To my right water for the Pacific

To my left for the Gulf

Clouds rolled slowly toward me

Roiling greasy blackness

Supplanting the last of the summer sun

The trees went still and the birds quiet

All was still as the fog settled

And then the lightening

No sound just flashes

I sat in silent terror

I sat in wondrous awe

The charged air building to crescendo

To release the winter snows

Falling hard and softly

Spreading the warm deep downy blanket

Just but a few minutes

The clouds moved on

Leaving me without trail

A white cotton with life renewing

Marmots and squirrels

Chickadee and nuthatch

All break from the snow

To play in the sun

A new season has arrived

A descent alone and peaceful

Down from the white glare

Through the fog and mist

Into the depth snow

And soon for home

Blessed

Root

Every relationship a reciprocal

You touch I touch we touch each

To leave a piece upon apiece

Respectfully we hope we pray

Care taken steps as taken to take

And give to return to source

This part of me wedged ajar

That part of you staid open

Resolute both a discovery

And fearful breathtaking

Scenery astounding

A fountain beauty

Only our special

Place revealed

Reverence

For you

Never

Lost

Pilgrim

To find myself

I must embark

My journey

My joy of heart.

Suppressed in sad

A moving tribute

I wish was with you.

This space will place

Time and thought

Resolve to find

The passage.

To self be true

Selfless for you

Selfish must be for both.

Find me

Find you

And where we stand

Ours a common land

I shall return

To you with I

A renewed and hopeful man.

you awake in me, a spirit of a child, discovery of new,

and the slumbering adult, for fear of spirits loss, loses the innocence of truth

selfish and wrong

how this adult yearns to be of child again and again

Panorama

Paint me a garden

As found in your heart

The place we both share

It’s found in your art

It’s nurture and care

A landscape of colours

Of flowers and greens

Birds and the butterflies

And life yet to be seen

The joining of music

From birds and the wind

Our voices together

To accomplish great works

Paint me your garden

And I will you mine

Poised

In quiet contemplation I sit at this spot

Only a scant two years I sat also in this very spot

In silent wonder in the dark of my new space

Overlooking the cold winter skeletons

The trees across the river

Wondering the place fate has taken me

And wondering where it would take me next

I gave myself anew that cold lonely night

Poised to try all I could and whither it takes me

To where ever destiny would wander me next

Yes I have been in love and found love

And yes love rejected me in all its forms

Or rather perhaps I frightened it off

Being the difficult friend and village idiot

These qualities forever to barrier my trials

I left open all doors in folly hopes

I stare at wisps of steam and gassy smoke

Signals of residents warm in their places

And families in joy and laughter so I imagine

Lo I could find the one to build this life

Imagined and real perhaps or illusion

Then she comes once and twice

A perfect woman frustrating and aware

Right there for me to share should we win

Heart for heart we part and part

Leaving doors open to find our ways home

You are real I say not knowing how I know

You are real a surprise to have met and found

And we turn apart to return a part

Of a whole found and renewed

A fork in this road is reached

We must decide

I love you

Pact poised to real future

You are real

As am I

stitch

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