Dawn

In the pre dawn I know for sure
I am the created
not the creator

When the Pine Trees' dark shadows cast upon the lake
Mystically dissolve into glassy ripples
When the tawy haze in the east melds into the whole sky

The west, a moment ago inky black
Now, a muted lavender;
the most gentle of colors

Stars fade into oblivion
I am cradled in this breath of creation

The lone bird calls his kind to wake up, wake up!
So too
my Creator
calls me.

"The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters" Genesis 1"2

Knowing Best

Okay FINE we will look at the Collie Mix puppies.

( the” okay fine” very much like the “ okay fine I’ll play soccer” said by our 4 year old future two time state champ)

Not the Lab or Golden we wanted

But knowing best isn’t everything. 

After “Nutcracker” we three family delegates stopped.

Just to see.

The forlorn mother and her twelve

Last and least of the twelve, our future Franklin ate from our hands.

(grateful for whatever was left after the eleven had theirs)

And the last was again first. Our love match was found.

And lasted almost twelve years.

Forever actually.

What a life those twelve years held.

His family grew up.  

And left.

Left us with memories to last a lifetime.

But Franklin stayed.  And shared our new silence.  And howled wildly when they came back. The very best part of the coming homes.

But now he too leaves.

So we will learn to walk alone, in so many ways.

Not so fine. But okay,

Farewell Franklin, our faithful friend.

Farewell.

My companions

Breeze, not gentle, not brisk
Clicking palm fronds rhythmic taps
The seas timeless surf
My mother across the table sunning her already wrinkled skin, her rings hanging too loosely on her no longer, but forever married, widows hands.
Cousin Carol cross-wording in the shady corner
Four o'clock sun lingering on my neck.
We are good companions as we journey
Surely
Into our shadows.