travel – Poetic Meanderings

Stretches

I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.” —Wendell Berry from The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry A path, a walkway, a cobbled track, hiking trails and mountain passes,Continue reading “Stretches”

Roots

It is dark when we left town, and we anticipated the dawn from the road, the four of us sharing breakfast, pouring coffee from a thermos, filling and then capping our cups as mother passed out the freshly baked muffins; we chattered — sharing memories, talking of family matters, debating worldly concerns — and weContinue reading “Roots”

Pilgrimage

“Not all those who wander are lost” ~ J.R.R. Tolkien Shafts of light in hazy rays dance inside the shaded little patio garden, warming sun falls fully on tiles of sapphire and terracotta marking the way to a welcoming table, and I am enamored by the little path through a faded turquoise gate into theContinue reading “Pilgrimage”

Outside My Window

A blur of fenceposts and wildflowers, miles of mesquite and blooming cactus, fields in every hue of grass — lime, forrest, and deepening into a far blue-green sea, a hill rolling like a wave into the cloud-lined horizon, and while I look forward to arriving at our weekend destination, I find such a distilled peaceContinue reading “Outside My Window”