Silver Threads

Silver sands

Silver shadows

Silver dust

Silver shells

Silver moon

Sitting in the sunlight

The family stretched out

Like cats around the room

Outdoors, the ocean calls

Bright shining sun

Warming our hearts

Our souls, penetrating us

With beams of light

Rays of hope

Water, sun, fire, air

Mother Earth

Elemental essentials

For growth

Overjoyed by abundance

Distressed by drought

Too much or too little

Dismay and possible death

Hurricanes, tornadoes,

Storm surges, flooding 

Wild fires, earthquakes
Skin cancers, wars

The sun consistently parts

The clouds

Requesting belief and trust

How can what we need

Also, hurt us so badly?

Just true, it can

How can so many fabulous 

Aspects of life be dangerous

When too much or too little is

Consumed or shared with us?

We, the tiny grains of sand on

This elaborate, enchanting earth

Designed by the Source

Maybe Divine, maybe Mystery

Maybe Quantum Physics

Surely Magic

We say: Flow with it

We say: Watch out, don’t get burned

We starve, we thirst, we consume

What is enough?

What is too much?

How do we decide

Or, rather, is much

Decided for us?

Silver threads linking

Us all together

A wondrous web of jewels

A tangle of hearts

A mosaic of minds

No wonder we battle at times

No wonder we love even more

Weaving our energetic beings

One to the other

We know surely as one part

Changes, so does another

And another and another

The rippling ideas, tantalizing tides

Alluring air currents between and 

Around us like mesh, foam

Feelings of every sort

Shared between

Graceful, ghastly

Gawky and glorious

All at the same time

This is our earthly home 

For now

Stardust always