“Thoughts from the yin….. and the yang”

We are more than we are.
We are only what we are.

Aspiring to greatness
Descending to greatness.

Descending to weakness.
Aspiring to weakness.

Were stuck.
Were loose.

Is thought evolving too fast?
Can our bodies keep up?

The age of knowledge has begun.
It Surpasses our animal heritage.

We are become more.
We are becoming something else.

Is it time to break the mold?
Is it now that the evolutionary clock...

TICKS!?

I am ready.
We are ready.

Aspirer to greatness.
We are more than we are.
Cherish our weakness.
Stay loose.
Evolution is uncontrollable.
The mold has been broken.

TICK!

We are more than we are.

“As the season’s Change”

I paddled my boat today

Until my heart felt it would burst
Until my arms trembled like a newborn
Until my temples pounded in disapproval

I paddled my boat today
Until my body demanded that I stop.

I sat on a rock today and looked……

At deep blues and pale grays
That rippled across the water
Reflected back at me and
Streaming from the sky

I strolled along the bank today and heard……

The constant static
Of water slipping over rocks
Blended with
The chirps and whispers
As nature conversed


I relaxed on an island today and felt…..

The sharp sting of an
Early fall wind as it
Battled the persistent haze
From the summer’s memories

I looked up today and breathed…..

In the scent of change
As it drifted by
Its passage marked
Only by white
Fluffy seed pods
Sentinels
Heralding in
The new season

“For the love of nature”

I am enchanted by nature; it calls to me.

In a voice, filled with uncertainty.

A voice that embodies balance.

Delicate and sturdy

Weak and strong

I do not even try to withstand its allure.

For it is sweet as my passage

Through

Time

Space

And maybe even

My soul

“Epiphanies with a nine year old”

Blue on the horizon, the majestic Smokey’s, showed their resilient slopes.
Dim at first, in the haze that always seems to permeate these mountains.
I drove on ever closer pointing this and that out to my son.

My prodigy, my offspring, my little man

I was filled with pride by his eagerness to learn, to know, to question.
I answered every question (as best I could).
I explained every detail every subtlety.
His eyes switched from the window to me.

Listening, learning, growing

I finished my soliloquy with a sincere, “Do you understand?”
I prepared for his inevitable “yes!”
He turned to me, his little mouth smiling.
And said, “What?”
I smiled back and said, “Chicken butt.”