Skies rumble Listening to their talk Believing in the voice Of temper and life Spring and summer They warn And test the living Bring back the dead With a power Only God would know.
Mindfulness
An ancient melody When moments are spared Crickets and starlight A peace willingly shared. The invite appealing A dance to dream Surrounded by wonder And what it will mean. Thoughts abate Breath taken in Present in the moment Until we do this again.
