Each leaf takes its turn, dancing
in the sunlight, proclaiming
the sweet victory of hope
in the affirmation
of spring.
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As Chipmunks Burrow a Little Deeper
A shifting drift on the mountain ridge maneuvers
as a fresh layer of frozen white settles into the Earth.
The bluest of blue skies seems to hold in the coldness,
as chipmunks burrow
a little deeper, to escape the cold
and the watchful eyes of the hawk perched high
in the pine trees.
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The Forest Unseen
As I walk through the forest unseen, blending into the trees
God speaks
in the tall branches.
Usually He is very quiet
as I listen
to the silence of the leaves
in the wind.
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Evergreens
Evergreens, standing tall in the blue twilight
of the winter sky,
centurians of fir, spruce and pine trees
lingering in a scent of Christmas
guarding, watching over
the silence
of the snow covered forest.
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Spirit Wings Extended
My light, ignited by the colors of autumn,
spirit wings extended,
and the poems?
They simply write,
themselves
having learned how to fly.
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As the Snow Fell Quietly
There was a presence in the trees, as the snow fell quietly
it nearly took his breath away, this presence counted his scars,
and then there were none
as if he looked back
as a survivor
that could see the air now
a presence that held him
still, he remembered it suddenly
as if it were light.
Yes,
it was called
peace.
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In My Early November Morning
A light rain dampens the leaves as the sun washes the earth
with brilliant light crisping the colors,
my boots call me forward
in my early November morning.
I can see my breath now.
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