Love Song

Daisy

In this moment. 

Everything changes.

Everything is the same.

The canvas of our life,

sometimes dark,

sometimes bright.

And everything is sacred.

Every flower, every tree,

every rock, every stone,

every you, every me.

My song this day

in every way,

with all that I can be,

is gratitude and love, for life,

perceived in every moment.

Tangle

pixie black and white

The Gazebo leans.

Ivy creeps on the concrete base.

Crooked planks tilt.

Wild roses welcoming.

A tiny insect on the wooden desk.

Warm air, morning mist.

Rain-drop pearls on straggly grass.

Wild flowers scramble on Ruairi’s rest.

A white butterfly visits.

Bird chirrup In a tangle of thorns.

Blackberries still green.

Sea-gulls gather,

to screech at full-tide.

The Gazebo tilting on the southerly side.