
Venture to a road less traveled
mysteries wither, then unravel
a fate explained
a purpose gained
amidst the trodden gravel.
© Carolyn Dennis-Willingham

Venture to a road less traveled
mysteries wither, then unravel
a fate explained
a purpose gained
amidst the trodden gravel.
© Carolyn Dennis-Willingham

The mourning dove, late afternoon
cooing out its peaceful tune
the sounds of grace
that fill the space
of any lonely room.


Is it not Life tries to ruse
by preaching riches can amuse?
The unpretentious
conscientious
find true meaning in life’s clues.

Still with me? Good. I like it when we to stick together, even if from afar.

No unease will steal the Tame
from seas of calm per Nature’s claim
no blust’ry air
just deep aware
while breathing in the same.


Is it really a charade
to be alone in respite’s shade?
contemplation
a salvation
in thinker’s promenade.

Stay safe out there!
Take a moment to breathe – 2

And, oh, the joy when sphere is formed
and floats in search of things adored
keen awareness
filling bareness,
enlivened, then it soared.
