Saturday, September 30, 2017

The Wand

Effervescent from
Intentional breath
Core of Life and Love
Overseeing creation 
as God’s child
From dormant to vast  
They expand as the the peacock’s plumage

Hailing celebration
Breath brings Bubbles

With abandon and laughter
on the wind of the universe
They trust its dance and 
freedom to make us smile
for no reason, our eyes span the  Heavens

With precision timing, unknown, they burst
Manifesting within seconds
Their Glory and purpose: JOY

Friday, September 29, 2017


How did he know that
the bristling brush would
unwind past thoughts
bringing her into the present?

How did he know that
her shoulder
had not been touched by the sun
or by a hand in many moons?

There was  no need for him to know
Nuturing was innate and reflected
built upon the sun setting on the

Wednesday, September 27, 2017


A cry in the wilderness heard
Echoing through endless scattered and spaced leaves
Moist fervent undergrowth clings to ancient footsteps

Sweetly singing
Breathing softly

 I am here   I heard you
 I see you    I am delighted your shadow faded
Your lightness catching rays of sunshine and the 
brillance of rainbows

Whirling on the ground, dancing with
my dervish youth
The cascade of possibilites broken into
sparkling shards of adventures

We may rise to the heavens and back
We may be still   grounded in acceptance
of this time and space
Spurred with imagination and divine icing of grace

I reach heavenly
Remembering my African name, Mawenda

I ask yours once again
I never forgot

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Cries the Sky

She dangles the bough
close enough to taste
Skirting away the moment
I almost catch it

She casts greens to golds
and shimmering stones to ice
 I glide across in surprise

She cries in uneven cadence
whispering her power and majesty
from the clouds and sea
I am spellbound

I cry
My gratidtude great and gaining
bold and splattering grains of sandy
patterns upon my lips and soul

She cries
I arise