Most every work day for more than 11 years, Dena wrote a love note, poem or other thought, on a napkin - and tucked it in Marshal's lunch - a ritual of the heart. At the beginning of 2009, Marshal started typing them up. It became our practice to share the Daily Napkin with you, OUR ritual of the heart. Then, in October 2015, Marshal retired, so the whole dynamic changed. Dena took several months to re-evaluate and decide what she was going to do. Since she is also simplifying, she is in the process of incorporating all 8 (including this one) websites into one. With that in mind, the poetry of the napkin is now joined with her art and/or photography images. May you enjoy them. May they feed your spirit.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Soul's Comfort

At the end of the last path
at the end of the last road

Overlooking pristine lake
with deer eyes blinking
at the sinking sun

There where coyote and hawk
owl, bear, and cougar
cavort and live lives
befitting their species

There on that wooded hill
above the lake of dreams
my soul finds comfort
in any given hour

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