Tag Archives: owls

Who? Where?

The air was filled with questions Who Who Who . Where are You? You, You…. . The woods confirm “Even to question truly is an answer”

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Who.

I walk the dog on the sidewalk suburban While an owl hoots from the tree Reminding me than if I simply cross one block over, I will be in the wild. Yet even there I am tethered to You.

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Wisdoms

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Above

As above I heard YOU call As below I was Dancing to Your Song

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Fires

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Who who

It was night, The stars were out, I went outside to find something lost And coming thru the darkness, To a choir of owls, Love walked into my arms.

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Owl song

Entering into the space between night and day, The owls sang the song of dusk or dawn. It is always night, Always day. . Who are You in these continuous moments of change Oh unchanging One? Who am I? Oh. … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Gates

By the garden gates High up in a tree, A wise parent was out on a limb. The nest was even higher. . Remember when looking for home, Look up.

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Swoop

V Driving in the van, An owl swoops across my windshield And up onto the power lines at the end of the street. . I sit at the stop sign, Heart pounding, Watching the owl, who seems nonplussed.

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Wise

I watch the dogs playing on the lawn, listening to the owl in the tree, Hoping for wisdom, But all I want to do is sit here and watch the dogs playing on the lawn. . Oh. Right.

Rate this:

Posted in The Now | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment