Live Your Truth

Walk your talk. 

Dance and sing to your music. 

Embrace your blessings. 

Make today worth remembering. 

– Steve Maraboli

. . . . .

Feeling that
outside
the day had lost
its lustre.


Not so. 
But so.
But not.



Inside
the optimism 
of light 
and colours
refracting 
from rearranged 
forms 
is unexpected.



Sense of self 
is 
briefly heightened, 
listening 
compassionately 
and imaginatively 
to hidden 


silences –


where time 
has come 
to a halt
in this place 
of arrival…

adjective

high-minded; 

noble

proceeding from or revealing generosity 

or nobility of mind, character

Origin: 

1575–85;  < Latin magnanimus  

great-souled, equivalent to magn ( us ) 

magn- + anim ( us ) 

spirit, 

soul, 

mind 

+ -us -ous

It Is Sufficient

A single day

is enough

to make us

a little larger.

– Paul Klee

A Moment Of Re-Creation

A Single Day Is Enough

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves

of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. 

There is something

infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature – the assurance

that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.

– Rachel Carson

You Return To The Source

These three are your greatest treasures.

Simple in actions and thoughts, 

you return to the source of being.

Patient with both friends and enemies,

you accord with the way things are.

Compassionate toward yourself,

you reconcile all beings in the world.

– Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

. . . . .

From bitter searching of the heart,

quickened with passion and with pain

we rise to play a greater part 

this is the faith from which we start.

– Leonard Cohen

Atop the table a bouquet's inky adumbral anatomy

is prominently amplified by the sun's import.

The slightly curved backrest of the chair

enflamed in this light – works.

In some other corner time is spilling over –

bit by bit by bit, turning itself round.

Some days I love its groove, its catch…

Stellar Scintillation

A singular blossom twinkling…

Pick The Day

– TO THE HILT.

The day as it comes. 

People as they come... 

The past, I think, 

has helped me 

appreciate the present, 

and I don't want to

spoil any of it 

by fretting

about the future.

– Audrey Hepburn

Suggested Forms

Midair A Blur Forgathers

In Those Hours

The shadows moved about casually inside

while mischievous mice half-viewed the daylight

filtering through cracks of timbered frames…

A Stillness As Silent As Any Stone

That Poem, What Was Its Name?

Tell Me You Can Hear It

It Lifts And Flies Away