Tag Archives: Ground

Over the Hills

We begin to unwind into the ground
when the earth below shivers.  Somehow
making the walk to the school,
where we never fully arrive,
makes for days of wishing
we could be taught a trick or two
instead of following the teacher around
hoping to learn something useful
for our next life.  We do not need to envision
what those days may look like; only
take one step closer to the desire
for a slightly different way 
to see the sun rising over the hills.

The Scented Call

Waiting for the moon to rise
I caught the scent
of the fragrance of fulfillment
encouraging me to let it go.

I stood surrounded
by the bare trees of winter
not asking to receive anything
I could not give them.

Earlier, sitting in my favorite chair,
I saw a divine revelation
in the words on the page
asking for experience to be shared.

The many-sidedness of the tables
where we come to dine
and to share
the wonder of living

brings to bear
the same intention and inspiration
found in most pulpits
calling each of us to the ground.