Magnitude of the night sky

“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.” ―William Shakespeare

I find grace
as I fall breathless
staring at the magnitude
of the night sky.

I find comfort
in my belief
we all bear wings
each of us
born to soar.

I find faith
love wins.

Stacy Liddle 7/23/2017

July’s full moon

“The full moon – the mandala of the sky.”  —Tom Robbins

Full Moon over Lake Kegonsa

the earth wore
its morning
covered in a soft
blanket of mist
I spotted
the young white tail
out of the corner
of my eye
wearing his
new velvet antlers
living up to
this months glimmering
full buck moon

Stacy Liddle

Mirrored Lake

“A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow.” —Djuna Barnes

A descent down a long flight of stairs
leads to the glass lake of reflection
a mirror image
plumes of cotton-puff clouds
painted light and dark
white-papered birch
and green needled pines
completely upside down
the sun
a glimmering trail of prisms
as the paddle
cuts through the diamonds.

Stacy Liddle 7/4/2017

To Wear Wings

“And what do I risk to tell you this, which is all I know?  Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world.” —Mary Oliver

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To Wear Wings

To reflect
in stillness
delving inward
at the water’s edge.
To find balance
while in flight
changing directions
as easily as the clouds above.
Each day a chance
to spread out
wide and
learn to love.

Stacy Liddle

The Artist’s Palette

“Only the soft earth absorbs the rain.” —Judith Lasater

This week
the sky whipped out
its artist palette
and went
to town.

High above
storm clouds
roll in like waves
the setting sun
holds the light
until the curtains close.

Stacy Liddle 6/19/2017

Bleeding hearts

“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.” ―Rumi

Two hearts
side by side
sunshine lit
worn on a branch
swinging freely
on a pendulum
unabashed displays
of deepest yearning.

Who keeps the time
a tick and a tock
who checks the pulse
that rises and falls
who looks closely
to see the truth
between true hearts
is simply

Stacy Liddle 6/13/2017

Wild Iris

“Remain true to yourself, child. If you know your own heart, you will always have one friend who does not lie.”  —Marion Zimmer Bradley

Oh, to be wild again
To grow outside the lines
To go beyond convention
To be so eager for
Both daybreak and
The darkest hour
Catching each moment
Just as it arrives
Open to whatever
It has to teach you.

Stacy Liddle 6/8/2017

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