Nocturne in Black and Gold, the Falling Rocket by James Abbott McNeill Whistler

Falling Stars
Do you remember still the falling stars

that like swift horses through the heavens raced

and suddenly leaped across the hurdles
 of our wishes--do you recall?
And we 
did make so many!
For there were countless numbers 
of stars: each time we looked above
we were
 astounded by the swiftness of their daring play,

while in our hearts we felt safe and secure

watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate,

knowing somehow we had survived their fall.


-Rainer Maria Rilke

Sweet and springy

Something sweet and springy for your Monday.

.ryn

Spring on my street in detail

“Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself”

-Zen proverb

Cardboard arcade of dreams

3 a.m.

the night, i think, is darker than we can really say
and god’s been living in that ocean, sending us all the big waves
and i wish i was a sailor so i could know just how to trust,
maybe i could bring some grace back home to the dryland for all of us

When I think of Mom...

Happy happy birthday to my sweet Mom!  Wishing I was closer to give you a huge hug!  Love you lots and thanks for making life fun & special!

   .ryn

San Fran Getaway

When I think of Dad...

Happy birthday to the BEST dad on earth! Sending love via the Internet! Appreciate the fun you add to life!
    .ryn