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.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Tree Freeway

That same hidden branch there
That in the winter shown
Seemed not to fit, to be askew

Traversing space where
No other branches see fit to

It is the freeway ramp
The well-used connector
From all directions
For little squirrel

Who sat contemplating
In the sunlight
For a warm moment this morning….

Before zooming
down the on ramp
Once more

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