a recent Art&Biscuit project of cookie baking and art making…
Ahoy there fellow travelers of this wide world. It is December now, the final month in a year of continuous completions. Making way for all of us to come out of hiding and show ourselves. Here is a bit of free verse poetry that captures some of what has been moving me these winter days.
winter born am I
a lover of silent wing beats
and tree line
the luminous glow of ginkgo leaves
warms me as I walk
street side
heart wide
nothing left inside but my own ramblings
unraveling the last pieces
getting ready
for being enough
for giving it a go
for just stepping in
and making a move
with enough silent groove inside
to navigate straight
straight into
a labrinthine line
my unique time
going every direction at once
letting go of my own wanting to know
setting sail as an instance of grace