Tranquil Observer

This is our garden guardian, Stumpy, seated at the hub of the known universe, noting the Big Dipper’s clang as it changes its tilt, and watching for the wax and wane of sweet woodruff at his feet.  He has grown more cryptic with time, merging peacefully with lichen and leaf litter. His words are few, the usual mix of earth and sky.

 

 

 

                                                                            Celebrate your deep-trailed

                                                                            heart, feather-lined lake

                                                                            star-dropped cares, caught lightly

 

                                                                            Sing your full-bucket

                                                                            song, off-beat rhyme

                                                                            spiraled ellipse, anchored sweetly