Even in a pandemic
You can be kind
You can listen
You can learn
You can watch as the sun sets
Changing the colors of the sky
The light changing in the tree tops
Beauty can still take your breath away
Even in a pandemic
You can remember
You can give thanks
You can listen to the bird song
And wonder at the many voices
You can pray
You can vote
You can change
© Julie Clark 2020
We need this rush
Of fall color and beauty
To fortify us through
The cold dark months
Of winter
The little creatures
Are preparing
Some gathering their stores
Some with wings
Taking flight
To warmer lands
Some are growing
Fat and furry
For their long naps
Me – I am gathering my yarn
And wood pellets for my stove
Looking forward to long evenings
By the fire
I am hoping my imagination
Will take flight
And I will come up with
Something of use to write
I am in favor of the naps
Though I would prefer
No extra fat or fur
© 2018 Julie Clark
Start small
With steps towards
Good and beauty
Towards life and healing
Otherwise
You may find
Discouragement and
Disillusionment
Tagging, unwanted
Along
You may find
You don’t have
All you need
Lose hope
And not finish
Start small
You will add
Piece by piece
To what you have
Wondering where did
It all come from
Whether it be word
Or color or brick or paint
It won’t matter because
It will be there
To fit into the place it goes
And you will see
Unfolding before your eyes
(Maybe not exactly as you thought!)
The dream, the plan,
The drawing, the house
The life
finishing in all it’s glory
© 2016 Julie Clark
Boulder River went unwilling
Into this present age of bondage
Where death and decay reign.
What would it have been like
Before knowledge was chosen over love?
It is so beautiful now
With the dense foliage on either side,
The waterfalls cascading
Down the sheer cliffs.
Would the water have been
The purest of pure
Able to quench the thirst
Of man and beast?
Perhaps the intensity of color
Would have blinded the eyes of mortals.
The wild things
Instead of hiding
Would come out to greet us.
The bird song so sweet
We would have wept and laughed together.
I know the sign at the trailhead
Would not be there
Warning the hikers
Of the dangers of the wilderness.
© 2012 Julie Clark
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