Sunday, June 14, 2009

Happiness

Horses
Yoga
Running
Square Dance

Drawing
Painting
Writing
Walking

Potlucks
Dinners
Garden
Tea

Eating
Reading
Breathing

Sewing
Dancing

Watching the sunrise
Watching the sunset
Watching the moon

Swimming in oceans
Tending my houseplants
Smiling

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Summer

The warm breeze blows
The sun lets fall its golden dust.

The child weeps:
Mama!

Hard green pears are growing every day.
Inside me a star is bursting, being born.