Life unfolds as delicately as a flower; wait patiently with breathless wonder.

Floral splendor engulfs the garden of delights; awaken the heart with nature’s profusion in every encounter.

Cultivate the inner wisdom in awe and simplicity; the world blossoms before your every sense and creates sanctuary in the midst of chaos.

Where are we going in all this hurry? Shall we not see heaven in every earthly grace, every blossom, and every tiny seed?

The river gorge cuts deep where the wild wood grows, and we are blessed that we know their blooming entirely.

Tenderness is eternal, peach blossoms on a branch of time, the blessing, spirit’s caress.

Lambs of peace encircle temples we have not seen together, whose mighty structures encompass fields, rivers, mountains, eternal skies.

Behold the springtime rains begin and bless the earth with immense bursts of nourishing and abundance.

These the little ones will dance among a forest of creation glistening peacefully.

Softly the earth gives rise to what we all desire with all our hearts every day of the year.

Spellbound and walking among wonders where the gardens give us succulent fruit overflowing and yielding an abundance: Earth is our keeper again.

The earth crumbles with every rain and wind; but spirit is eternal.

The river runs deep in the canyon where time has etched immense swaths of love.

Spring arrives in the glow and lace among the treetops.

Great cascades of blossoming sprays soften the day in spring when the trees are arranging themselves in glory.

Springtime is paradise; enjoy every breathtaking moment of mesmerizing beauty.

Summer waits in the shadows while spring works out the vestiges of winter: the flows of spring are powerful drifts of snow warmed by the sun as the light grows brighter.

In the winter pale and grey, the larkspurs’ tiny seeds hide among the crevices waiting for spring; we are not lost, only hiding when the moon is dark.

An acorn welcomes the long, cold winter wherein the rains immerse the earth with the moisture needed for springtime sprouting.

Welcome spring to end winter’s harshness; melting snows awaken sleeping seeds.