Contemplating
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Even through dark clouds and frozen still Life holds a mystical glow Pointing us in a direction We might sense but rarely know ~
Looking down From the top of Mt Ardon Life’s wondrous palette Revealing one of its many facets
Desert rescue A tough cowboy came to my aid The way of cowboys Very few words are said A true horse whisperer With a quiet language of the few A tender heart That of morning dew (don’t tell him I said that) He brought me to a good hospital
Once a sea Now a timeless place For us to see To sit on the crest To simply be
Descending, feet in flames Yet, my spirit is soaring high At one with the desert And the clear blue sky Transcending Aching physicality Wondering; how bizarre – What in truth is reality? ~
Desert dome Although foreign to me In these desert landscapes I am mysteriously at home ~
Snow-capped mountains Walking on the edge On both sides the abyss Watching my steaming breath Touching the snow With bare sensitive hands Listening to my heart And it’s fiery demands Cool mountain breeze Caressing my naked soul Soaring towards limitless skies On a threshold; dreams exposed ~ WPC –