Kind Christmas

Kind Christmas

At Christmas time

We remember to be kind.

We evoke love,

Adore peace, and know joy.

Holiday trees smell piney green and fragrant

Lights are so bright and pleasant.

Jolly old Saint Nick

Arrives Christmas night.

Children look forward to that Elf

Arriving in red with stealth.

Gifts colorful and bright

Shared with such delight.

Rain and ice-feel the cold

But know well wintry tales so old.

Somehow the cycle turns original

Each year’s exceptional.

The short days, show spiritual ways.

they announce the longest nights, less light.

The power of Jesus, a birth so righteous

Brings us around to the fold, to hold

All that is true in our souls.

We gather together

Eat, love, share.

The songs are played purely

With each other, so surely.

At Christmas time

We remember to be kind.


Persistent Rain

Rain arrives in sheets of water

Dripping, draining, splashing drops

Relieving California’s drought.

For days and weeks the sky is dark

The storm front rolls in, rolls in

The hills become verdantly alive.

Rivers rise steadily tumbling, speeding along,

The rocks roll off the cliffs onto roads,

And silvery streams splash steadily in renewed flow.

Thirsty rugged mountains drink in the snow

Leaving gurgling rushing waters and streams

To emerge vitalizing the gardens in the spring.

During the longest night-Winter solstice, the weather’s

Onslaught of drizzling, draining, constant drips–a needed persistent deluge.

It rejuvenates plants, animals, and protects the earth

From the summer sun that parches and dries

The most persistent crops and the scenic rivers’ magnificent salmon.

The rhythm of the splashing rain is music to humans and to our earth

It restores moisture to our parched drought-ridden parks and lands.

Make Love Grow

Make Love Grow

Terri Bonow

November 2014

Love is found in ocean waves

In a child’s laugh, our length of days.

It peaks through a gloomy mist

It’s in the breeze, around us for weeks.

Ubiquitous, and but sometime hidden

Love rules-it can be a given,

To show its face in small things

Like pretty cats, wedding rings.

The broad expanse of sky

Looking up we ask why?

Is love out there in a great spirit?

Does it belong only to us?

Nature inspires human endeavors

Love’s found in earth’s natural splendors.

Love motivates-us we search and know

It’s the way to go, to make love grow.