Playground

Drumming

I once dreamed of playing with a rainbow,

joyfully sliding through the sky.

Someone had a more practical vision:

an earthbound rainbow drum,

unchanged by transient clouds.

 

Life’s path

Do the challenges on life’s path

ease from mastering the creative

playground? Just wondering what

I learned on time-worn, static

monkey-bars.

Photos taken at a new, creative  children's playground 

in my neighborhood. (Dolores Park, San Francisco)

Another vist

Recurring patterns in nature,

the leaf, the flower petal, the butterfly─

how can I think that I am somehow

separate? Duality simply fails

common sense and observation.

 Another visit from the cabbage butterfly

Balance

Mid-day and it sometimes seems

too much to achieve that balance:

beauty, progress and serenity.

A lesson in the cabbage butterfly:

its tiny feet holding a beautiful

meadow sage, enormous wings

spreading into the light.

Sunset

Joyously,

Bach thundering in the postlude,

leaving, just as he desired.

Celebration of a life so well lived.

In modesty, he chose Mighty Lak’ a Rose

to balance Prelude and Fugue in D.

And as the last notes faded,

the evening sun streaming

through ancient, west-facing

windows…sunset 

and farewell, friend.