Here is my morning flow in response to the wind and the rain.
Winter Storm
rain,
creek, stream, pond, ocean bowl,
fish,
earth, mammal, land.
Slowing
Down
they
move in my visualization,
from joyful
balls of snow,
to
bubbles.
Bubbles
float up and down through me,
lifting
and pacing,
like the
feet,
of the
sea.
Energy
in the Air
The
clapping rain and bouncing trees
launch what’s borne inside
when winter light is seed
I
light a candle
so the
rain knows I’m here,
to
receive.
like
a chalice of incense
heaven
born.
Connect
with ribbons,
the earth we birth,
when we wiggle inside,
where
cushions,
like
continents,
preside.
In the
beginning,
the
heart was round
until it
swelled from so much love,
it
formed a little tip
on which
to stand
and
balance.
Then, it
dipped
in
prayer
for
wings to form,
and they
did,
and
that’s where we live,