Winter’s Nocturn
When angles of the sun are shining low,
Intuition tells us we must sleep.
Nocturnal tracks appear now in the snow
To mark the chilly vigil some must keep.
Enlightened constellations rule the skies,
Reminding us that distant worlds must be,
So vast the universe, so short our eyes.
Omniscience sets imagination free.
Light festivals will keep us from the dark,
So long the nights, so chilly and so cold.
The landscape seems now barren and now stark
In spite of seeds of summer that it holds.
Cold winter’s night now turns the other way--
Envisions six months hence the longest day.
Springsong Sonnet
Sublime are changes deep within the ground,
Presenting tips of green thought bulging earth,
Releasing buds with flowers all around,
Incensed air saturated with rebirth.
Now reaching skyward buds adorn the trees,
Great rushing sap will rise within each arm
In time to burst alive with new green laves
Suffused with light, such iridescent charm.
Come back all creatures who’ve been six months gone,
Or hibernated long within cocoons,
My garden anxiously awaits your song,
In melodies of green, I’ll revel soon.
Now spring’s first day has dawned its balanced sun,
Go breathe and sing and laugh and stretch and run.
Summerfull
So much effulgence greets the wandering eyes,
Unveiling life, which burgeons form the trees.
Meandering with thesounds and scents that rise
Midway between the breaths of morning’s breeze.
Each moment seems to stretch the endless day,
Revolving to the ever present sun,
So does the solstice subtly slip away
On golden stems where harvests’s now begun.
Like magic floaticng on the fragrant air,
Sublimity of ease beneath warm skies
Takes all old struggles, all the wintry cares
Into green fields, to let them free and fly.
Come to the feast, it’s time to celebrate
Each moment, from this dawn, to dusk so late.
Autumnways
As life moves westward to the seasons’ set,
Unspoken forces ripen fruits and seeds
Toward the harvest, while the sun is yet
Up fully half fulfilling summer’s needs.
My thoughts become more pensive and serene,
Nighttime chills make sweaters feel secure--
So warm the sunny days, so cool between
Halfway to winter’s night it seems so near.
And in the predawn chill Orion’s rise
Returning to a differing view of space
Verifies the move toward winter skies
Evolving slowly into summer’s place.
So subtly moving seasons bring the change
To where the natural circles rearrange.
Equinox
As autumn’s changes move across the days
Unveiling colors like the turning page
To guide the movements upon nature’s stage,
Upon which movements of the season play,
More deeply does our heart’s emotion flow
Next to sublime within the psyche’s eyes
Into the realm of clouds and changing skies.
So subtly, the approaching season grows.
Cool and frost begin to nip the nose
Or freeze the puddles left by autumn rains.
My breath now steams with every great exhale--
Inside the fire burning warms my toes.
Nostalgia lingers for the sunny lanes--
Go breathe once more before the warm light fails.
When angles of the sun are shining low,
Intuition tells us we must sleep.
Nocturnal tracks appear now in the snow
To mark the chilly vigil some must keep.
Enlightened constellations rule the skies,
Reminding us that distant worlds must be,
So vast the universe, so short our eyes.
Omniscience sets imagination free.
Light festivals will keep us from the dark,
So long the nights, so chilly and so cold.
The landscape seems now barren and now stark
In spite of seeds of summer that it holds.
Cold winter’s night now turns the other way--
Envisions six months hence the longest day.
Springsong Sonnet
Sublime are changes deep within the ground,
Presenting tips of green thought bulging earth,
Releasing buds with flowers all around,
Incensed air saturated with rebirth.
Now reaching skyward buds adorn the trees,
Great rushing sap will rise within each arm
In time to burst alive with new green laves
Suffused with light, such iridescent charm.
Come back all creatures who’ve been six months gone,
Or hibernated long within cocoons,
My garden anxiously awaits your song,
In melodies of green, I’ll revel soon.
Now spring’s first day has dawned its balanced sun,
Go breathe and sing and laugh and stretch and run.
Summerfull
So much effulgence greets the wandering eyes,
Unveiling life, which burgeons form the trees.
Meandering with thesounds and scents that rise
Midway between the breaths of morning’s breeze.
Each moment seems to stretch the endless day,
Revolving to the ever present sun,
So does the solstice subtly slip away
On golden stems where harvests’s now begun.
Like magic floaticng on the fragrant air,
Sublimity of ease beneath warm skies
Takes all old struggles, all the wintry cares
Into green fields, to let them free and fly.
Come to the feast, it’s time to celebrate
Each moment, from this dawn, to dusk so late.
Autumnways
As life moves westward to the seasons’ set,
Unspoken forces ripen fruits and seeds
Toward the harvest, while the sun is yet
Up fully half fulfilling summer’s needs.
My thoughts become more pensive and serene,
Nighttime chills make sweaters feel secure--
So warm the sunny days, so cool between
Halfway to winter’s night it seems so near.
And in the predawn chill Orion’s rise
Returning to a differing view of space
Verifies the move toward winter skies
Evolving slowly into summer’s place.
So subtly moving seasons bring the change
To where the natural circles rearrange.
Equinox
As autumn’s changes move across the days
Unveiling colors like the turning page
To guide the movements upon nature’s stage,
Upon which movements of the season play,
More deeply does our heart’s emotion flow
Next to sublime within the psyche’s eyes
Into the realm of clouds and changing skies.
So subtly, the approaching season grows.
Cool and frost begin to nip the nose
Or freeze the puddles left by autumn rains.
My breath now steams with every great exhale--
Inside the fire burning warms my toes.
Nostalgia lingers for the sunny lanes--
Go breathe once more before the warm light fails.