I wrote this poem for Marianne five days after her birthday. But it is for everyone, as I realize when I remember many special friends and know in my heart that there will be many more. We are not alone. AffirmationYou are my friendYou have traveled farYou have suffered muchYou are a seeker of lightAnd … Read more

Our Journeys

This is the first poem I wrote after Marianne died. It makes reference to an earlier poem, The Quality of Love, which is also posted on this blog. In the post I share how that poem came to be, inspired by Marianne. As I reread “Our Journeys” now, over eleven years after I wrote it, … Read more

A Snowy Day in Spring

The snow is gently falling On this day in early spring My heart is gently weeping On this wintry day of my soul. My heart, which not so long ago Felt so pure and warm and clear, Has of late felt no pain But no joy either I now perceive. O deep dark mystery of … Read more

Joyful Reunion

You are open my love You have glimpsed the wonder Of our souls’ journey How our plan was fulfilled Coming from different places And different backgrounds We came together as intended In the Scheme of Things How joyful that reunion And how joyful the reunion That is yet to come You are on the path, … Read more

The Paths Not Taken

Lately I have been thinking about limits and remembered this poem. But I wasn’t sure I wanted to share it on my blog. It has a sad quality to it, and with so much darkness in the world today, I desire to offer light. But also, as a wise person recently advised me, It would … Read more

Laying the Burden Down

I have been deep in thought about ethical life choices and what path to choose now. It has all seemed so complicated, like a labyrinth. Then I remembered another time in my life when I felt confused and received the blessing of a hint of inner peace. It inspired a poem that I wrote for … Read more

The Sun and the Shadow

“The sun and the shadow complete the work.” The alchemist’s words reverberate in my mind For I have known the Sun And I have been acquainted with the Shadow. Even last night I saw the half moon (Perfectly in balance I thought) Consumed by a dark hand While its silvery light played upon white clouds … Read more


The full moon is in the sky Glowing silently behind silvery clouds While a yellow tree catches a street lamp’s pale light. It is October in my year of years Many an October I have pondered the dry leaves As I thought of Poe and Ulalume And wondered if this was the October Of my … Read more