Inspiration is the light that shines through my window, the story that unfolds in each rare and beautiful moment. The music and narratives that will appear here from time to time are shared in their unfinished and sometimes flawed nature. This is my intention, for we are all art in progress, music in improvisation, poetry that is rarely finished.
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Late Autumn
At times
I am flood and wind...
A cascade of joys
A flowing of inspirations
A whisper of sorrows
A churning of thoughts.
Yes,
at times
I am rain
Yet,
too,
sunlight...
Both,
at once
showering and
shining
with
loving abundance
for
the edge-flowers
that grow
with me.
Oh, how I wish
to be the Lake
in the poem,
‘in the still heart
that refuses nothing,
’to be the Maple
alight with Song
falling into
the still
reflection
of grace...
Falling
Into
Sky