lighthouses
but we keep
building walls
reaching, but
mornings she knew
only white
threshold
of forgotten
open door
childhood days
upside down
reflections
floating flakes~bring your white
beginning ~
you will soar the sky
bird whispers
Rocky Mountains
stones of passing seasons
together their days
grandfather
generations of time
wooden heart beats
through bricks and wood
of time, heavy yesterdays
~ but, still, the light
layers
stone on time on stone
within clouds
horizon
line against time
sea catches sun
souls
of water and sky
always blue
I count sunsets ~
sea beams float cloud songs
infinite days
sand holds
last days of summer
taken by tides
sunflower faces
search the fields all summer
red barn looks on
carefree mornings
sandy days, low tide children,
shadows behind
fleeting time
the golden hour
moving still
riding the rails
turn of the century
wheels of remember
leaning in
green grass bonds
innate companions
she hears
the salt of time
through her eyes
curves around
sky circles clouds
world takes shape