
snail murmuration
slight delayed reaction time
slow motion ballet
The Daily Post daily prompt: Murmuration

snail murmuration
slight delayed reaction time
slow motion ballet
The Daily Post daily prompt: Murmuration

daylight savings time
man-made construct that dares to
play with dimension

it's a puzzle how the picture comes together one piece at a time
I used to have a lot of wishes.
I wished to be independently wealthy, to be a published author or a renowned artist (or both!). I wished for perfect health, for spiritual enlightenment. I wished for a simple life, free from stressors and from having to compromise my values for the sake of “getting along” or being a “team player.”
And a lot of my wishes have come true, maybe not in the ways I imagined, but in ways that have left me pretty satisfied with how my life looks today. And those wishes that didn’t come true… the funny thing is, I don’t really wish for them anymore.

My life falls into place one piece at a time. Like a puzzle. I don’t know where the next piece will come from, or what it will look like, or where it will fit. Often I don’t even recognize that some experience is a part of the puzzle. I try to trust the process. I don’t always succeed, but I try.
Beyond myself, I have fears for the future of humanity and of the Earth. But no amount of wishing will help that. Determination, action, self-discipline, clarity of values, patience, education, hope, selflessness… perhaps my wish is that we all develop those traits which will help us piece together a saner, sustainable future.
Let’s piece together peace. Together.
Peace.
The Daily Post photo challenge: Wish

They say you can’t
get There from Here,
and yet Here
is the only place from which
you can begin.
The most assured way to not
get There from Here
is to not set out at all.
However, There
may not turn out to be
quite as it appeared from Here.
The most assured way to not
be disappointed with There
is to not define it
until There has become Here.
The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: The Road Taken

beach grass withstands winds
battle scars etched in crisp sand
today’s skirmish won
must I become enlightened
before the fog will lift?
or
must the fog lift before
I can see the light?

stretch your limbs at dawn
squish soft earth between your roots
whisper to the breeze

nature wakes to spring
my heart sings as though it’s me
who has lain dormant

The Daily Post daily prompt: Aware
ashen sky reflects
in puddles while I reflect
on summer shadows


The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Shadow