On a Clear Day

I can see forever.

How I love the mountain!

After the storm

the sky is an abstract painting.

 

The cloud swirls hardly hint at the darkness and power 

that has so recently passed through.

Dog Psalm #34

"Sit like a mountain.

Sit with a sense of strength and dignity.

Be steadfast, be majestic, be natural and at ease in awareness.

No matter how many winds are blowing,

no matter how many clouds are swirling,

no matter how many lions are prowling,

be intimate with everything and sit like a mountain."

Sunday Dog Psalm #5

Providence
is a place and a conjured sensibility.

The air smells of life and the sea
of change and fortitude



the clouds express and redeem

as we walk along Hope Street and turn right on to Benefit.
Grateful for reminders to just be here now, fully.