
“All my life through the new sights of nature made me rejoice like a child.” Marie Curie
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Poppies
What are we?Why are we?Answers no easier with ageBut maybe the questions are clearerLife clings tenaciouslyWherever it canConstantly striving to beA poppy, a bird, you, or meSo much improbability, entropyIn Life’s TreeYet so much defiant braveryYes, I will exist!And do my bestTo use my giftsTo wonder, and discoverTo meet the gaze of a wild creatureAnd…
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Flower or Fruit?
Which blossoms will become fruit?But for the busyness of a bird or a beeWhich will fall silentlyInto death’s obscurityWe enter this life of uncertaintyWith no guaranteesNature offers us so many mirrorsOf our instincts and frailtiesIn nature I can find my spirituality If you look closely, there is a bee in the photo!
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Brief Thoughts of Spring
Unfolding potentialsSpiraling fantasiesOf Spring Unfurling giant fern fronds in a redwood forest

