Onkaparinga River 2

Red-browed finch
Happily plays
God, you can surprise
When we let go

Onkaparinga River

Water flowing gently
Leaves circle around
Dragonfly searching
Birds singing
Flitting from tree to tee
Nature bubbles along
Without distraction

I serve

I serve
In ways unknown
And only in letting go
Can I serve

Distractions

Distractions distract
That’s their nature & their purpose
But perhaps
They also help us focus
On what is important

On Death

Death comes sweetly
Except when it’s unexpected
Which I imagine
Is what happens
On most occasions

Will any of us
Manage this unexpected gift
Or interruption
To what might have been
A joyous occasion

The gift may be swift
If the pain has been long
But circumstance
Will determine
On this occasion

So I can wait, expect,
Even prepare
But I still don’t know
The exquisite timing
Of my occasion

Imagine (Good Friday)

Imagine
The colours, the sights, the sounds
The spectacle

Imagine
The yelling, the whispering, the crying
The chaos

Imagine
The blood, the sweat, the fear
The dying

Imagine
The words, the looks, the love
The forgiveness

Imagine
The finish, the surprise, the peace
The grace

Imagine
The moving on, repairing, beginning again
The life

Imagine

City Wakes

City wakes
Rowers megaphone
Echoes off heritage walls
Walkers, runners, cyclists
Exponentially increase
Trains roll in
Depositing commuters
To their daily toil
Hustle and bustle
Replaced quiet
Devotion of the economy
Kicks in after
Devotion of rest