
Parentheses
When life is lived within parentheses....as every chapter is....reflection is the gift of happiness....Young scholars once attempted to convince me that we were the proverbial biblical stewards of the land and all that it contained....and denied; and could not vision that the forests, hills, valleys, rivers and wildlife fed and nurtured all the better qualities of our being human....such as gratitude....humility....and love

You Are
I've taken time today to think of you...
The forest floor is deep in sugared snow...
Maple trees reach upward to the sun...
It's Spring....
How it pleases me to sit here now;
The sun and snow...warmth and shadow
Naked leafless limbs...
Beside the hemlock... verdant green...
As Sentient memories lay side by side
Within my memory...in perfect peace
Such is the ambiguity of Beauty;
And you are beautiful.
Laugh with me now; and love your children.
Let our presence in your life
Be as a mirror to your soul that you may see
How beautiful you are