Abuzz

The sky is abuzz With sounds of spring  While readying their nests Songbirds sing The flowers are abuzz With sounds of spring Black and yellow flashes Bumblebee wings The trees are abuzz With sounds of spring This way and that Squirrels frolicking A soul is abuzz With sounds of spring Somewhere in the distance A… Read More Abuzz

Soul, Sight, and Sound

Where the sunflowers grow Tall and strong And roosting birds Serenade in song From the giant Sycamore On the riverbank Under which I give my thanks With a sense of belonging And gratitude Knowing in my stillness And solitude I am one Soul, sight, and sound With all of the beautiful things

Stripped

It’s in the moments When our senses are deprived We finally figure out Just who we are inside Stripped of flesh Pretense and perception As small as we are large Freed from perfection Simply alive As we were always Meant to be