settling

through the maze
of my own banter
mingling with the all around,
my mind begins to quiet
as with a cup of tea
on a sunlit porch swing,
left by the wayside
of life's endless chatter
i gratefully hear
only the squeak
of solitude's springs.

above

i heard your voice

in the whispers & chants

just for a moment

i closed my eyes

& felt myself rise

out of ordinary

into the loft

of divine notes.

juicy

sun warmed, fresh picked bite
streaming down the joyful chin
harvest of content

equinox

summer's airy breeze
perfect balance of sunlight
golden leaf let go

endings

last day of summer
sticky haze through autumn light
green mingling gold