Spring No 1A

Spring is here.
It sneaked on me
as the sun does
every morning.
What will the lazy
hour bring to us?
Only God knows.

Reflection No 6

A walking dream, I am.
I carry no boulders
on my shoulders
but the shadows of
a rising sun.

Clouds No 3

The joy of raising our eyes
and seeing the clouds!
Clouds, clouds, clouds,
the sky dressed on white!
Oh clouds of my heart,
lift me high toward you.
Then I am happy.