Dog Psalm #87

The whole world smells of new beginnings.

Hopes and dreams are wafting from the grass.

Dog Psalm #78

Sometimes when you get to the bridge
you're not sure if you want to cross it.
Listen to the quiet voice deep inside,
it will tell you what to do.

Inspiration

doesn't always come.

Sometimes it must be conjured.

Dog Psalm #36

To rise with the sun and witness the tender break of day

is to know in your bones the vastness of your soul.

Fall Frolic

The sky can be so blue it almost hurts my eyes.

The autumn light is so incandescent it makes everything shine.

The wind inspires the leaves to dance and my paws to prance.

She says,

Play in the leaves all you like.

But PLEASE don't eat berries.

  

 I prefer acorns anyway. Better crunch and less barfing.

Sunday Dog Psalm #6

GRACE

I smell you in smiles

I hear you in kind words
honest questions, truthful answers

I see you in the eyes of others,

in looks that speak as eloquently as trees.

I feel you beneath my feet,

and in tender caress and rescuing hugs.

Grace
I try and live at your command
delivering unconstrained goodwill
through a higher power.

Sometimes I find you, Grace, as I seek
honour and dignity,
strength and inspiration
in each tiny, mundane moment

In some potent instances
I am you
and can regenerate divinity.