Strings 

Cue the violins
Tugging hard on my heart’s strings;
Mournful strains of loss.


Ties that closely bind
My yearning soul to your own;
Ever tightening.


Invisible routes
Crossing ordinary lives
Connecting ley lines.

Climb

stairway to heaven
stars align to point the way
no turning back now

  

each step a blessing
every breath a prayer
walk always in peace

  

climb without ceasing
love with no reservation
embrace every soul

  

Heartquakes

I cannot write of
Nepal’s anguish without tears
For thousands’ lives lost.

Anguished cries echo
Across continents and seas
Mother Earth heed them.

Enough suffering
Enough pain for a lifetime
Mother Earth heal them.

death toll exceeds 2,500