The Garden

(meh... spacing. Stop fighting me, lame programming. I will win. This is a blog. You should know better than to forbid 17 spaces in a row. ^_^)


Loving is like raining
It takes a lot of waiting
But while I wait for rain,
I have to spend the pain
To rush to plant the seeds
------------the water needs

Knowing while I wait for water
That as the summer sun gets hotter
My plants may perish 'neath the soil
Waiting for the sky to boil
I sow despite -- I also know
------------they might grow

Today I stopped, and stopped to think
That maybe thunder waits for me
And lo! When seeds were there, it hasted
So gifts of rain would not be wasted
Love, falling miles just to land
-------------on barren sand

Thoughts of Summer

Breath
When wind is winding where it will,
Through grass and tree, o'er stone and hill,
And lifts the wings of beetles high
Above the reach of earth-bound eye,
I reach and welcome life's rebirth
And feel I'm breathing with the earth.


Starless Night
Stairs of flashing lightning climbing up into the clouds--
clouds swimming about in their own thunder,
whispering to each other
with thrums of summer rain.