Lavender flox in Mud Lake Forest!
There’s joy in beauty:
Beauty and joy
Go hand in hand.
Beauty and joy!
Beauty and joy!
All around in the forest I see;
All around in the forest I hear;
All around in the forest I smell;
All around in the forest I touch;
All around in the forest I taste
God’s joy in His beauty.
This I see.
This I see
All around me.
Beauty and joy,
This I seek
Here in the forest,
Abundant and free,
All around me.


Cy, June 4, 2006

Late Winter

Blue snow,
So cold;
Black earth,
So dead;
Red sky,
So warm;
Blue heaven,
So sad;
Grey trees,
So close;
Grey soul,
So sore.

Cy, 200?

Lake DesChênes

My God,
How you paint the sky,
So beautifully feathered
In pink and red
And lavender and purple
And orange too,
And a touch of wine,
Delicate and deep,
Soft and rich
Against a bright blue heaven.
I, too, am rich
With the joy of your creation.
The day is darkening.
The sky is brightening.
Then it is darkening.
The geese are landing;
Smoothly gliding
In the ruby red
Of the sun’s bed
When this day is shed
And poplar leaves call me to my bed.

Cy

Lac Gauvreau Chez Dora

Sparkling rainbow crystals
Of pure white snow
Dazzle my eyes,
And then I see
An outstretched circling hawk
Silhouetted black on blue
In an awesome depth and hue
Of bright sapphire sky;
Then a blue jay flashes by,
And I no longer need ask why
God created Cy.

Cy, 1983?

la Ciotat Cliffs

A Gorgeous moth has come to me

Way up here above the sea,

To share the sun upon these rocks

And listen to the waves that talk

Of time and space,

And gulls that face

The winds that push

The waves that rush

To turn all white

As they alight

Like a lacy gown

Upon rocks of brown,

Like milky froth

That trims the moth

Of black and brown and orange dross,

Sunning itself on golden moss;

Only us aware of time

And emerald seas and moss of lime.

A million years have passed away;

Our lives are like a moments stay;

For this moth and me

Who shares this sea

And a moment in eternity.

Cy, 1986?

Cy, 1986?