A Light on the Hill

A Time to Turn

Turning with the change of season I find a simple symmetryTurning inwardBeyond busy communal livingTo spaces of my own mind and garden. There is a sloughing…

Retreat to Meditation

I’m in God’s dry dock.Hoisted from water’s reach,Out of my element,Set aside from the tide,Perched,Still,Silent. A very strange feeling. Sitting,Looking,ListeningTo nothing but myself,While the barnaclesAnd the…