Bumblebee Lives
Where do bumblebees go when it rains?
The rain continues, and I wonder where bumblebees
Do they cluster like thought in my brain,
Is that how is it for bees in their hive,
an easy tumble to praise the rays of sun,
to light.
The Tidal Rub - The Gift of Life
the rain is softer now
less a pounding wake-up call
more a “Do you need anything, a drink perhaps,
a cup of water to steep with tea?”
I feel the heft of the roof on the house, the hat on my head.
My life is enough,
the touch of water, fire, earth, air,
the tidal bounce,
of the elements,
framed, unframed,
bound, unbound -
Emergence,
undefine,
in me.