Every dawn releases the deepest offerings of poetry and prayer.
- Diane
SPRING WILDFLOWERS 2015
Hiking through the hills behind Half Moon Bay, I delighted in discovering an abundance of spring wildflowers growing among the drought-ridden landscape. Each plant had pushed through the dry soil to finally bloom into their glorious, unique expressions. Such beautiful, earthy perseverance… a gift that resides within each of us.
- Diane
PASSING OF YELLOW
and so it is
the passing of yellow
for seasons begin and end
in the warmth of her hues
- Diane Varner
THE WILD AMARYLLIS
For 22 years now, this wild Amaryllis (aka: naked lady) has faithfully bloomed every fall in a field nearby where I live. The stalks pop up from the dry ground and from them, flows these fragrant pink blossoms that both the insects and myself love. I am always so grateful for their autumn presence, especially in this, the driest of years.
YOUR WINGS
At the edge of the dream, your wings touched my face.
— Diane Varner
