i amble around ripe prairie loop
(adjacent to alma mater campus)
fall breeze ushers clouds in early.
no geese migrating overhead yet
but late monarchs linger on golden
ox-eye, heavy stems wave goodbye
to summer …a fleeting reminder to
many (any) observant pilgrims who
walk this way that all of life is sacred.
Linking to dVerse poets where Bjorn hosts poetry on theme of “non-religious” pilgrimage…is there such a thing?
Sep 29, 2026 @ 13:41:27
Lynn, this is so lovely!
Sep 29, 2026 @ 16:35:13
I’m glad you like it 😊
Sep 29, 2026 @ 13:01:52
Lovely, Lynn. We’re all just passing through, but the beauty we share — like those monarchs — make it something more.
Sep 29, 2026 @ 16:34:20
Thank you for your thoughtful comment, Dora 🩷
Sep 25, 2026 @ 17:55:16
lynn, a lovely composition, where i feel the affection you feel for this space
Sep 26, 2026 @ 14:36:55
Thank you Lisa, for walking with me here.
Sep 26, 2026 @ 15:37:01
You’re very welcome.
Sep 24, 2026 @ 10:35:38
Here many birds have already left… and alas no butterflies here.
Sep 24, 2026 @ 11:37:29
Sadly, too far north for butterflies?! 😦
Sep 23, 2026 @ 18:50:37
They are going south on our end
Sep 23, 2026 @ 21:05:16
On their way to Mexico!