Baklava
 
La Madrugada
 
Oatmeal
 
August 4th
 
Sunset Trail
 
Richie
 
Ancestral Crimes
 
Peaceful Here
 
First Day
 
Early Morning Prayers
 
Feline Wisdom
 
Yellow Canyons
 
Edge of the World
 
Silver Weaver
 
Grace
 

 
Where are you going 

Where are you going
My friend?
Rushing your footsteps?
Stop.
There is no place to go.
Nowhere else but here.
Now.

The world is your temple.
Each being a gift,
Precious as a
Diamond.

Stop your rushing
Towards the grave.
Feel the naked earth
Under your bare feet.
Sing with birds in
The morning,
Call out the glory
Of a new day.
Open your eyes.
God is all around.  

 Diane Sherman   /   2005