In the little garden
Branches reaching high
Against a small shed
Bright, alive the kumquat tree grew
Leaves turning and twisting like a dance
Branches veering left and right
Unsure of anything but up
Up and into the light
Oil Painting
In the little garden
Branches reaching high
Against a small shed
Bright, alive the kumquat tree grew
Leaves turning and twisting like a dance
Branches veering left and right
Unsure of anything but up
Up and into the light
Remember, you must die
So do not forget to live
What moments will you need to atone for not savoring?
Will your wrinkles tell the story of a life well-lived?
Lines telling of laughter and bubbly joy
But also of the natural worries that come from a caring life
I hope to see your face complete and worn with a bounty of memories
Inhale and feel the bright air
Exhale a sigh from deep within
Hold your loved ones tight and do not neglect to say I love you
I love you
What a beautiful, terrible, wonderful world
I am thankful to share it with you
I love you
If you turned around
It would all be dark
Deep umber branches
Leaves so dark it is hard to tell that they are even green
But stay this way
See the glow at the edge of the forest
See the colors that the light reveals
Feel the light
It is cool in the forest but warmth and sun are steps away
Let yourself feel that bit of romance that is inside us all if we are only mindful enough to notice
Feel yourself stepping out of the woods
Arrive in the sunlight
Arrive in the glow
Feel the warmth
Sweet and bright
Hand picked perfection
A child grabs a handful with no delicacy
Ripe and unripe
They do not know the potential in the little white green berry
They must be taught
Take a moment
Explain as sweetly as the deep, rich berries
Take these easy moments
Take them and use them
Do not take them for granted