Gratitude for Tumalo Falls

 The crown of your heart bubbles and
 roars and moves like galloping
 horses flowing over mossy smooth
 rock with wild excitement
 only to drop, drop, fall over cliffs to
 canyons far, far below.You speak of
 Spring, of abundant potential, of
 life-giving waters so clear they reflect
 the colors of the sky.You speak
 Life, and we drink from your cup.

Taste Test

I want to touch the cup
that your lips kissed
this morning.

I want you to share with me
the sweet beverage
of your experience.

I want you to fill my cup:
I empty it for You,
that I may taste

where you've been
and who you are.

Speak to me.
I listen.

The In-Between Silent Places

I am a thirsty, thirsty Earth
craving the penetrating tendrils
of your roots.

What do you stand for?
Stand in me
and know your strength.

Day turns to night
and night brings music
from the in-between silent places.

A Thousand Dandy Lions

I have been
a thousand dandelion seeds
taken by the wind
settling to earth
and now just emerging,
tender tendrils
with the Spring melt.

I was encased by
a thousand protective shells,
and now I am open,
bursting,
vulnerable,
soaking in
the sun.