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...

  Thursday, March 31 (2022) 6pm Fire is Dry and Hot, But Nothing Can Stop A Yucca Plant   The air after a wildfire, in the surrounding land untouched, is hot—a repressive dryness suffocating the ones left.   Among the charred remains of the burned ground stands the Yucca, impermeable by flame, a magical sight.   The blackened trunks of trees and shrubs belie the flames that flooded the land just 2 nights prior and show signs of resilience.   The creek bed now lays bare and exposed, open in its meandering across the charred land.   Wildlife paths are untouched resistant to flames. The hotter areas lay blackened in ashes as a giant campfire.   After yesterday’s rain, the new green shoots of prairieland grasses are already protruding from the black land, unstoppable, even blessed by those same ashes that threatened to destroy the forest. On the hogback, the flames thwarted by the rocky soil and dormant winter grasses, had little to burn in Spring. A...