Skip to content

And in the Search

March 25, 2013

Is it in the countless stars
or in my trying to count them?

Is it waves of warm lapis blue on my legs
or my eyes searching the seemingly endless sea?

Is it in the rare still moment of the hummingbird
or my delight in the iridescence of her wings?

Is it in the quiet glory of each sunrise, sunset
or in the searching that I find You?


From → Poetry

  1. Wow. The ending. It’s such a Stop.

  2. an eagle feather for you, my friend.

  3. This shot finishes clean.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: