Passion Flowers

My passion flower vine is finally blooming, and its even loviler than I would have expected. For those in my own religious tradition, Christianity, the Passion Flower is a potent symbol: In the 15th and 16th centuries, Spanish Christian missionaries adopted the unique physical structures of this plant, particularly the numbers of its various flower …

Summer

Golden streams of liquid light flow thick and hot through tepid seas forgot within the march parading on the grounds of time's remorseless trot within the life of space.  A shrewd démarche, a haze lies thick amidst the sullen boughs weighed down by verdant arms made drunk by shining light.  A hush befalls the rotting …

Mystic Winds

Gentle winds descend from chilly plains Pushing out the summer’s rotting mort Cleansing in their steady, cooling trains Building up a silent, autumn fort Darting through the lonely, sleeping trees Singing whispered lullabies and hymns Dancing with the fallen, colored leaves Speaking through the shaking blades and stems Running o’er the constant, pressing streams Carrying …

A Texas Summer Evening

Softly and slowly the breeze floats above the golden heads of little flowers wild and hardy in light and heat The hills gently roll in subtle topography, their scalps sparsely speckled with oaks standing proud and majestic in stately repose The shadows stealthily grow, extending from trees and small grasses where fauna meet sunlight, expressions …