Purple Paths Poetry

  • For Joan

    Striving to live in the moment,To be present, experience life.Yet I wonder aloud,Might we have become trapped in theToday-ness of it all?Might we have let yesterday go Too soon?Failing to remember,How we came to be?Letting go of all That brought us here.Losing sight of the greater angelsWho introduced us to ourselvesIn order to set us…

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  • Equinox Morn

    Equinox morn. Shimmering sun Peeking through the Clouds to the East. A single patch of grass, Illuminated anew. Gnarled oaks Surrounding, Still shrouded in Darkness, holding To the last hours of Winter. This spring? She invites us To let loose Our clinging to the night. Reminding us, To make space for Her arrival in Our…

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