Dusk in the Fall in Los Angeles

I walk out
of the carefully controlled
environment of the grocery store
into a paradise, lights dimming,
slight tinge of cold
pink golden clouds stark
against bright blue still,
as the sun descends at 4:45 pm.
Can it really be turning
to darkness already,
this early in the day?
Doesn’t it stay blazing heat,
searing sunshine always?
No, it just seemed that way,
when we were in the grips
of unabated desert flames,
it seemed it would last forever.
But Autumn did come,
we fell into what
we call cold at sixty degrees,
and the crisp beauty
refreshes and cleanses
our souls, as day
becomes dusk becomes dark.

Balance Sheet

As 5775 approaches, my thoughts from the new year two years ago.

Cytherean Dreams

One side, my
positives, my strengths
and beauty
that I bring to
this world,
in this life.
The other, my
weaknesses, my sins
the cruelty
I inflict upon others
when I ignore
their cries and pleadings.
Who is me?
Both, or all, or
the parts I love
but hate myself
as I lose control
and let the terrors
run wild?
It’s not mine
to answer,
but instead
to question
and strive
to tip the balance
to the light.

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Options

Re-blogged random post…one of the greatest lessons I learned years ago was that the potential for change and growth is the greatest gift we have.

Cytherean Dreams

The only surety
in life
is change, that
the greatest power
we have
the greatest gift
from the universe
is our own ability
to see options
to move towards light
to recognize
when a choice made
might not be right,
after all,
and to turn, then,
in a new direction.
That’s how we learn
how we grow
by searching for
our own place
until we find
where we shoot
our roots deep
into the rich soil
reaching down
and up, at once
grounding in the earth
bringing the energy upward
as we reach toward
the stars.

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Athena

Do you still believe in me?
In my powers
to bring light into the dark
shadows of ignorance, or
to lead you into battle
and bless your homes
when you return, victorious?
I am with you
in the mournful hoot of a barn owl
soaring through the night.
I am with you
in the love of man and wife
around hearth, in your home.
I am with you
in the moment of discovery
the flash of realization.
Believe in me again
and become one
with my light.

Pink Sapphire

Morning’s early light drifting in, and
lazily, we stirred from sleep, to
share even more, and I
could finally tell
you about

The pink sapphire, the one my grandmother
gave to me, when she was still
here, in both body and mind.
She started drifting
away soon after.

So the sapphire is all I have left of her
kindness and charm and wit and
soft, pink steely warmth
and you asked about
my jewelry, the

Stones and gems that light my world, so
I pulled this one out of my shrine
and presented it to you, let
you see it, put your
energy inside

And then I slipped it on my left hand
where the sapphire loves to play
and when I looked down,
later, in the sun,
it danced

Alight, awake, with love, on my finger.