The power to fly

“If you will stay close to nature, to its simplicity, to the small things hardly noticeable, those things can unexpectedly become great and immeasurable.” —Rilke

A blue-green
chrysalis
hangs by
a single
silk thread
encased inside
the Monarch
changes into
newly formed
wings and
emerges
with the power
to fly.

Stacy Liddle
8/16/2017

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From where I sit

“No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.”―Virginia Woolf

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From where I sit
I wonder
what makes
each of us
pause
long enough
to stop and listen
for our own calling
to simply
take the risk
to become
who
we are meant to be
and to love
this world.

Stacy Liddle
8/8/2017

Where does the sky begin?

“If you don’t step forward, you’re always in the same place.” ―Nora Roberts

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Ferry Bluff State Natural Area

The sky
begins
with you and me
lying barefoot
in a field of
wild orange tiger lilies
a sweet smell
of fresh cut hay
hangs in the air
gently
reaching down
the sky
plants
kisses
on each
of our toes
one at a time
until we soften.

Stacy Liddle
8/01/2017

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
earthbound
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
every
single
time
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

Yesterday
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
7/16/2017

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
6/25/2017

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