pulling weeds
how high they grow!
sorting out, pulling out
digging out all the rest –
and there it is!
a red cedar sapling
standing tall
(if small)
sure of herself.
i clear the spanish needles and the
potato vines, and rake the ground all around
and who should come?
the lamb of dog – who circles the young tree and settles down.
i go to the vet today
to pick up a very very small box:
the cremains of a very small dog
with a very big heart.
a very old dog who i painted far less than the lessons he taught.
and as my eyes start to fill,
they are filled with a puppy –
his first time at the veterinarian’s
as i bring mine home from his last.
lessons and life never end.
look down?
look up?
LOOK!
See the new day sparkling around you!
i saw an old crow
all rainbow
ya’know
’cause the sun was shining on feathers so black
and all he kept saying was to follow the signs –
and keep my eyes on the road.
When did the path become a road?
The cardinal chirped in the tree beside her,
hopped up one branch,
And sang a note that she could hear.
Climbing higher
His song was small but bright and clear
From branch to branch the bird went up ,
And there he sang at the top of the tree –
Bright red and bold for all to see.
Sing out your song –
But don’t worry if you do not fly to the top
Some of us hop.
little birds surround me
all wanting to be heard
yet none is willing to listen….
in the silence i sit and a small feathered friend joins me
in the bush beside my chair –
so very quiet i hardly knew she was there.
i listened to her chirp her peace.
we all have clouds.
we all have silver linings.
being present
take practice.
somedays, when it seems like all you are doing is watching the world go by,
who is watching you?
observations are as important as observers.
observe your world with love.
Ministry of Animals 