A Single Strand

On the patio

a single strand of spider web strung between flower pot and table, rock wall and flowers catch a breeze 

sunshine glints on the fragile filament ~

tiny sparks of light dance and flit in the warm afternoon sun ~

testament to spirit and soul.

“Spirit is like the wind, in that we can’t see it 

but can see its effects, which are profound.”

~ Jimmy Carter

Chances

Time slips by

minute by minute

chances slip by

some unnoticed

some challenges accepted

tastes and times to be savoured even as time slips by

“Time’s arrow points one way only. Even the 

moment just past cannot be returned to.”

~ Russell Hoban, Turtle Diary

Stillness ~ 1

When I let myself be still

close my eyes

face to the warm sunshine

songbirds twitter and chirp

crows call raggedly from tree tops

a cool breeze caresses my cheek

When I let myself be still

I feel my heart beat

blood flowing through my veins

muscles relaxing in softness

bones settling weightlessly

there comes a chance for my soul to rest.

“Within yourself is a stillness and a sanctuary to which 

you can retreat at any time and be yourself.”

~ Hermann Hesse

Home Building

Spaces between beams and uprights

empty, flat walls 

waiting for windows and doors.

Structured homes climbing to the sky ~ foundations settled into the ground, silent wooden skeletons waiting

Spaces waiting to be filled

chances to shelter families

welcoming them home.

”There’s something horribly lonely about a place that’s almost home.”

~ Blake Crouch, Dark Matter

Author's note: Edited February 07, 2024

Falling through Space

We all talk

about the cracks

the cracks in the sidewalks

that people fall through

the spaces with no handholds

with images of

bodies falling helplessly

disappearing into the abyss

only to emerge on top

of the sidewalk and all its cracks.

We don’t always talk

about the invisible hands

beneath the cracks in the sidewalks

that reach out

to catch fallen ones

easing their fall

helping them stand firm

supporting life changes 

giving them other chances

to walk on sidewalks with fewer cracks

In the darkness, when you cannot see the ground under your feet 

and when your fingers touch nothing but night, you are not alone. 

I will stay with you as moonlight stays on water.”

~ Nadia Hashimi, When the Moon is Low

Author's note: Edited February 07, 2024

Sparks

a spark of light

glows from the centre

chance bursts with opportunity

the soul burns to live

“The illusion is we are only physical.”

~ Vanna Bonta, Flight: A Quantum Fiction Novel

Fulfillment

A life of ritual

a life of meaning

or

a life of routine ~

productive, yet flat

chores and tasks

long lists of

to do this

to do that

march

though each day

with a chance

for fulfillment

with a new attitude,

for self care,

for care of others,

for the care of our homes

a life of ritual

a life of meaning

or

a life of routine ~

productive, yet flat.

“Don’t allow your life to become just a dead ritual. 

Let there be moments, unexplainable.”

~ Osho, Creativity: Unleashing the Forces Within

Flowering Darkly

Deep inside

a darkness grows

budding

blossoming 

burgeoning beauty

sparkling into joy and sunshine

chance becoming challenge.

“Enlightenment arrives like a thief in the middle of the dark night of the soul.”

~ Stefan Emunds, author