Floating across the ridges, gentle leaf
Soaring to new heights, despite the grief
Still, soft joy providing soul’s relief
Music in all its grace, autumn’s relief
Song as bright as sunshine in each leaf
This is the moment, pouring out its grief
Across the ridges, soundless edge of grief
Quiet prayers, in His presence is relief
Trees and hills, bound by each vibrant leaf
Every leaf, despite its grief, finds relief in Fall
red balloon rising,
girl drifts through pearled blue water
carrying her dreaming light.
fish glide like soft thoughts,
stars bloom where her wonder moves,
imagination afloat.
She moves barefoot through the rain,
a small bright wanderer
with petals stitched along her hem
and more gathered in her hand,
an umbrella blooming
against the soft-falling sky.
Color drifts around her
in gentle, shimmering sheets,
as if the weather itself
has learned her palette
and paints the world
to keep her company.
Her fine hair lifts
in the hush of the rainfall,
a quiet banner of childhood
unfurling behind her
as she hurries forward,
certain of her own delight.
Nothing startles her joy~
not the wet earth,
not the wind’s cool whisper,
not the sky’s bright spill.
She walks as though the world
were made for her small wonder,
and for a moment,
it is.
Spinning around,
Jumping rope,
Something found,
Gave wonder and hope.
Homework to do,
Grades to earn,
Squabbles brew,
Moody concern.
Research to keep,
Always on the go,
Lack of sleep,
Prideful show.
Life still a mess,
Why am I fat?!
Work in progress,
More than one cat.
Rocking chair,
Sitting out front,
Knowing stare,
Memories confront.
She stands on the lamppost
as if the world below
were only a rumor,
her cabaret silks
fluttering like thoughts
she hasn’t confessed.
The moon leans down,
slow and luminous,
a face she’s loved
from too far away.
Tonight she kisses it~
not to claim it,
but to prove
that longing
can be brave.
Her umbrella hangs
like a question
she no longer needs.
Her top hat tilts
toward possibility.
And the lamppost,
that thin spine of earth,
holds her steady
as she chooses wonder
over gravity.
Some say she’s foolish.
Some say she’s dreaming.
But Pierrot knows
the hidden message:
the heart climbs
where logic won’t,
and sometimes
the impossible
is simply waiting
for someone
to touch it.
moonlight falls
silent on snow
frozen towering wild turns its face to ancient sea
the ocean, brooding, darkly gazes back
waves crash on rock
ink upon the shore
beneath the endless starry surface
a world of light and wonder
fall and float among the luminescence
down
down
the kingdom of giants wide awake
among deep time and eons
majestic sirens of the fathoms
call to their kin across the stars
Titan, Ceres, Europa, Earth
sisters, cetaceans, sing
Antarctic abyss keeps its secrets
hidden since creation
epoch after epoch
as it was in the beginning
is now
and ever shall be... until
we meet amongst the midnight
in distant days ahead
We were not built to sleep.
Or stay. Or slink in the shadows.
We were forged in the fires of primordial nebulae
To seek, to search, to know.
Born longing, we grow reaching.
First faces, then here, then out there.
As did the ancients, we look to our stars.
Stars of wonder, light, elsewhere.
As centuries pass, so too does the torch.
We stand upon the shoulders of giants.
Still we climb higher, held up by our histories.
To fear, to dark, to standing still; we are defiant.
We ask-
And from neurons that mirror that nebulae,
Knowledge is given.
We seek-
And from the wonder and the beauty,
We do find.
We knock-
On doors from the abyssal sea to the distant stars,
And they open to new horizons.
We are no cosmic accident.
We are stardust.
Longing, reaching, seeking.
Returning to celestial skies.
Faster, higher, stronger, together.
For all humanity,
We rise.
The Lights in the Night Sky Haiku
Meteor showers
Nightly cosmic light shows
Lighting up the sky
The Lights in the Night Sky Haiku
Meteor showers
Nightly cosmic light shows
Lighting up the sky
The Lights in the Night Sky Haiku
Meteor showers
Nightly cosmic light shows
Lighting up the sky
The Lights in the Night Sky Haiku
Meteor showers
Nightly cosmic light shows
Lighting up the sky
The Lights in the Night Sky Haiku
Meteor showers
Nightly cosmic light shows
Lighting up the sky
The Lights in the Night Sky Haiku
Meteor showers
Nightly cosmic light shows
Lighting up the sky
Were I bird so high I would fly
Were I dolphin how fast would I swim
Were I a horse how far would I roam
But human am I so what will I do?
The cool air,the chilling breeze
The cozy days,make one freeze.
The beauty of nature is on its peak
Peace fills the air,we all seek.
The transformation is so wonderful
The vibrant green leaves look so colorful.
The warm sunlight provides a golden glow
The scent of fallen leaves spread with wind blow.
It's the beauty and charm of nature
That includes the mighty and the smallest creature.
Children find this time of the year the best
They play and enjoy...no time for rest.
This is the wonder of nature in fall
That captures attention, with every call.
A season of transition, filled with hues
That mesmerizes us,with its vibrant views.
We need to feel and live the season
To be happy and cheerful, there is a reason.
It's a bliss,a blessing from God
He who is,the Almighty, the Lord...
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