Waiting still

Silver moss listens

For the approaching footfalls

As love on the wind …

Words in Silence

Come to me said she
Words in silence spoken still 
Echoes sweet refrain 

“Porch Swing” – Park-McCollough House, Bennington VT (photo by gfs)

pearl

Still in Seneca – photo by gfs

dreaming on the wind
waves roll in visions
clouds billowing past
in shadows of the moon

long horizons fade beyond
all we can imagine
ships sinking into waves
flowers drift past in reverence

to color the memories
of lives and loves lost
in the foolish attempts
to conquer our own hearts

Aloha

Presence in the wind
love moving through
a dream we call life
days answer to ears

Not listening to voices
carried on the breeze
along with sea spray 
the scent of plumeria

Calling lovers together
to hold on once again
in a the sharing of light
and silent echoes 
of hello

“Kauai Trade Winds” – photo by gfs

Wings on the wind

There is always flowing
a way to ourselves
the nature of being 
like wings on the wind
Reminder of entries
into the world
where silence forgives 
the questions beyond
A day in our dwelling
left lost in the light

“Taking flight” – photo by gfs

Turning

Time sets us apart
Fire cooling into water
Turning with the earth

Kaua’i Sunset – photo by gfs

To Touch the Sky

Photo by gfs

We are the wind
as are the pines
breathing the light
casting shadows
on the life they leave
beneath them
as if forgiveness falls
with every needle
into a blanket of love
nurturing new earth
outside of time
knowing no ebb
of the seasons
only whispers
and rhythms
of boughs singing
in the wind
her roots rising
through grace
to touch the sky

New Year’s Eve

Orrs Island, ME (photo by gfs)

Haunted by Snow

“Snow in Pines” photo by gfs

Listen to snowfall
The hush all around
The sound of a voice 
Sings soft in my ears
Calling days lit with wonder
Fears felt between
As the years 
Grow together
Again
A snow squall of memories
Blanket this dream
Where you are the voice
Settling slowly
Drifting in the wind
Soft footsteps fade
into the shimmering 
Light 

Musings of the Heart

Otsego Lake – Cooperstown, NY – Photo by gfs

Shadows growing longer
into starlit
frozen skies
I would wait forever
now is all I have to keep
for musings of the heart to be
the dreams return from sleep

What have we lost
on this journey
into being
or gained without consent
even wonder
at the way
life interceded without asking
and still we hope

Prayers for healing
all the while what is wasted
are the words we didn’t see
the light in your eyes
the breath of summer wind
warming the skin
as if wrapped by a lover
trees weeping as autumn