Life Springs
Sitting in a dark room
breeds thoughts of the soul
not to be indulged
the bliss of life lies
in the simple
the penetrating sunlight
pierces through the abyss
illuminating all the shadows
dank dark crevices
new life springs from death
to be reborn anew like
a butterfly its cocoon
Raspberry Bush
The raspberry bush
expanding full of life
seemed to offer
endless tart bounty
they were best picked
right from the vine
no need to rinse
or put in a fancy bowl
the red juices stained
your finger tips
a mark of remembrance
for their gifts
the gentle wind rustled
the leaves whispering to
the berries almost
begging for you to remember
