Endangered Species

  Passing Moments The sea is calm today      a great blue bowl of light...      awaiting my notice.   Too often I am so busy      living in my own head...   that I fail to attend to      either the sea, the clouds or      the sweet rush of a rising wind...   Deserving or not,       I am showered with gifts...   So why do I choose       an inner landscape       filled with...whatever...   when all of life—      here and now       bursting with beauty      is calling...calling      urging me to grasp it...   and celebrate      each passing moment?

Lightning Strikes   I’m trying to write verses    that pierce the night    like a lightning strike...   all the while knowing   my efforts may fail.     There’s but one who creates    brilliance all the time—     who paints neon colors across the sky   splashes clouds with fiery finger paints   lavishes oceans with rippling radiance   makes even a desert a thing of beauty...     If such luminous artistry    can’t make us pause—   gasping in wonder...   what can possibly inspire us   to set aside all else   and celebrate    these too-brief lives   that come and go...     like dazzling lightning strikes? Photo Credits: Melody P - Upsplash Clinton Naik - Upsplash