Summer Meadow/ Remote Benevolence

This painting by Silvia Williams seems to be in motion -- The sky slanting down toward the flowers; the flowers leaning toward the sky. Wouldn't it be nice to step into this meadow?

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Remote Benevolence

Across the day's page
...................... the sun script slants
.................to the lavender reaches:
the blood of the ground
............................ pulses inside rusty racemes.

Hunger for light -

.......can we grasp its must?
................What does the flower tell

the sun as it swallows?

.............The sun tells no one

what it knows:
The one who is most absent
is most present.

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This is a painting by my friend, Sylvia Williams, titled "Memories of the Sea." It's an evocative image and inspired the poem below.
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Swimmer

An aerial view of a blue lagoon:
I’m diving down through layers of air,
soon descending, swallowed by depths,
stroked by cold water,
the almost perfect pleasure,
seeing the submerged view,
holding my breath with splendor
as the air bubbles rush past.
Then, turn, pull upward and rise,
the burst amidst wide water petals,
the smell of Bougainvillea,
the mechanical saw of the katydids,
the too sweet cry of the chickadee,
the life of the air.