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Wild Daisies

hazy pools of four o’clock light
spilled onto our picnic blanket
the one you tie dyed in the back yard
orange popsicle bursts of summer

you sketched the swelling waves and seagulls
with your charcoal pencil
we read novels out loud
gossiped about movie stars
painted swirls of henna on our bodies
lazy cats stretched out on bellies
tanned limbs sprawled like golden rays of sun

it was the soft space in between dreaming and waking
and for a brief crystal moment you were happy
before the undertow dragged you beneath again
and out beyond reach

a jelly jar bouquet filled with queen ann’s lace
beach roses
blue thistles
and wild daisies

~jennifer sundeen, july 2017

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Swan Songs

you know this to be true:

someday we will say goodbye
to everything and everyone
we have ever known

in fact
such beautiful Swan Songs happen
a thousand times a day

the exhalation
the expiration
the ebbing back
a heart expanding

but know this too:
goodbye is simply
a matter of perspective

and there is always the One
on the other side
saying hello

~ jennifer sundeen, august 2014

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out of this sacred Love ocean
a wave arises
a thought
a reaction
an emotion
and seeking proper footing
it clamors toward solid ground

notice the infinite pattern
the great pull back towards Union
how it invariably returns to its Source
quietly merging with its Mother waters

this is it then:
to know Joy is to simultaneously
deeply submerge
and to sit upon the shore as the waves roll in
and listening
and breathing

~ jennifer sundeen, july 2014

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Not Yet

a few moons ago
the stars tried to call me home
it was suppertime
and day had at last tucked beneath
his heavy black quilt

they sang out for me to join them
in their nightly feasting and dancing
i felt the gentle tug of temptation
and my heart took pause
for my ancient soul remembered the exaltation
of exploding into starlight
and the soaring freedom that comes
when form once again
dissolves into the formless

but i had not yet finished
this dear human waltz
there were more steps that needed learning
more spinning remained on my wheel
more colors and scents that needed discovering
indeed i still had not tasted
so much of Earth’s sweet abundance

so i rooted my feet deeply
and as dawn broke
the dried oak leaves shimmied in delight
and the dark pond smiled with knowing mystery
and the chickadees trilled their approval
and the crabapples blushed with joy
and the sun kissed my grateful mouth

and though i held the berries of bittersweet
the cold wind reminded me of the joy of Aliveness
whispering for me to play here as long as i could
for the stars would always be there waiting
and when the time was just right
they had a radiant sky dance
that they could not wait to show me

~ jennifer sundeen

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go ahead
ask the Universe
for what it is you really want

She will most likely grant it
so be sure to be specific
or it might not look quite as you imagined

Her answer will arrive
in the dancing leaves of the oak
in the knowing whisper of the rushes

in the lone feather of the hawk
in the opossum’s cautious stare
in the coyote’s chattering howl

in the snake coiled on the wooded path
in the proud flight of the great blue heron
in the glorious silence of the setting autumn sun

in fact She’s singing to you even now
can you hear Her?
or have you forgotten your heart has ears?

~ jennifer sundeen, september 2013

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Earth Music

this one thing i know:

i am not long for this world
none of us are
these luminous Selves 
who dwell in dancing houses
of freckled skin and thinning hair
we are simply the in-breath
of this great breathing universe
and soon exhaled
a sweet contraction
before the expansive release

and this i know too:

the april wind walks beside me
and River is singing Her rapture of Springtime
and the yellow ribbon snakes
the beavers
the robins
the chickadees
the mourning doves
the shagbark hickory
the swaying aspen
the puddles of afternoon light
have all come to listen

i cannot imagine having missed
this divine earth music
the honeyed song of Now
because i was too busy worrying
because i was too busy planning
because i was too busy accomplishing
because i was afraid

~ jennifer sundeen, april 2014