Writing

Words flow from my mind
To symbols on a white page
Breath and life in them.

Church

A vast cathedral
The blood and body of Christ
Makes me feel renewed.

Stillness

Snowy mountain peaks
Silent for thousands of years
They do not worry.
Sunday mountain hike
the golden plains to the east
Denver looks so small
city street autumn
cars slush through rainy day streets
the warmth of my coat
foot path in the rain
the sound of rain in autumn
fog on the mountain
Water flowing cold
a smooth rush over big rocks
smell of pine needles

Dazzle

Bright, Loud, Jazz music
rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-crash
wild drummer smiling.
Lonely forest path
tall mountains watch over me
Moose drinking water.

Incense

Incense smoke rises,
the muffled sound of prayers
God is present here.