Being Alive
a step , a footing,
A distance, each day we strive
By being alive …
Picking up the gauntlet’s throw
Taking on the archer’s bow .
© CMM. 2020
The Dance
My feet clips into the cement
Drumming the rise of the sun
As the river’s fog dances with the tide.
Tanka
Rain has come down now
Sun has hidden it’s red glare
I sit rain drenched wet
And still feel the world’s despair
Meditating 🧘♀️ hope must rise .
© CMM 2020
Eagle and Child Inkling 