Simple Thoughts and Me … on Nature, Spirituality, Hope, some Science and the ongoing Star Wars Saga.

Tuesday May 16 (2023) Wrap Me In Purple ~ A Poem as Spring Emerges from the Dark Wrap me in purple The kind of purple that crawls like mist And seeps around and through, closer than dew. Let me weep there by candlelight With the scent of almost rain That lands on me like silk spun In the aftermath of final truth, A fine and beautiful Unspeakable grace.   Wrap me in purple Beneath a blue moon Lighting the night sky Illuminating the night clouds Revealing the hidden eyes and wings And the heart that remains in me. Set me free to understand the waters That flow from the night spring With transparent and undeniable evidence Of diety.   Wrap me in the purple lies That make life beautiful.   Let me rest there. At the journey’s end When I am quenched of all my thirst Of all my cravings,   of all my seekings In the arms of the sooth, When all that I have loved And all that I have trusted Have fallen by the wayside And the only thi

Monday, (May 1, 2023) 8pm My Silent Spring It was almost quiet. Almost warm.  And almost Spring.   Except for the distant rumble of a jet engine flying a mile above, the silence of the forest was filled only with the faint murmurings of a bird’s trill, a rustling wind, grasses in vibration and the footsteps of deer hooves navigating the soft earth underfoot.   Nature’s voice defines and defies the quietness that surrounds me.   The resplendent allure of the Spring Beauties draws one close in to whisper its secrets and then bursts opens to the sky itself and speaks louder than any of the other forest sounds--d eclaring the delicate fine-lined artistry of God Herself untouchable in her genius design, ready with a full palette and presence of being.   As the wind rustles the mountain grasses I feel seen, spoken to and fulfilled by the conversation.   She never tires of quenching my thirst and I never tire of seeing her offerings to my wandering heart—every pinecone, every flower, ev