Dawn softly appears
I watch in grateful silence
and whisper, “thank you!”

Dawn softly appears
I watch in grateful silence
and whisper, “thank you!”

In stillness I sit
like an open, empty cup –
waiting to be filled.
I saw a bouquet
of flowers huddled like friends
sharing a secret.
I saw a bouquet
of flowers huddled like friends
sharing a secret.
The will of rivers
is like a prayer of faith
seeking for answers.
Streams of water flow –
I observe and meditate,
praying with my heart.
Eagles spread their wings
soaring, gliding, way up high –
unfazed by the sun.
copyright 2020 – Carla A. Romarate-Knipel
The peaks of mountains
are covered by raging fire –
burning trees, crying.
Tea leaves steep in peace,
soft breezes cool my tea cup –
breathe in, breathe out. Joy!
Pearly white grains wait
in a pot, soaked in water
while I sit and pray.