dove of peace

the birds are going
   the other way now,
passing houses as they go.

and the geese fly
   back and forth
   across the valley,
   getting ready.

the sound of geese in the distance
      is wonderful:
             in our minds
             we rise up
             and move on.

                         spring poem in the skagit valley
                         from ish river, robert sund




walk on the water
let the open palm stretch
untether the captive heart
wake the sleepy tender one
rise to meet the only story
love

love is healthy for children
and other living things