Monthly Archives: October 2014
It is the season that draws breath and eyes to notice the vibrancy of yellow, orange and red. The familiar greening becomes common and familiar. I stood and drank in the contrast of a single green tree against the explosion of yellow. The familiar now…..
When Life’s undertow pulls you under, you cannot fight. Surrender and eventually the undertow will carry you beyond its own power. Breathe underwater…that’s what tree roots do.
I marveled at the snow capped peak’s beauty. Still autumn as I stood but winter had rested upon the mountain. I laughed as I shuddered thinking of the impending snow driving and shoveling. Perhaps the beauty was in the distance –…..
The phone is screaming with severe weather alerts. The squirrels eat with heads turning and eyes as vigilant upon the wind as they are upon the seed on the ground. My little dog has taken refuge under the bed. I return to the…..
Oh my little friend I sit in awe looking at your wings. How can such fragile and delicate wings carry you so? On a day where I thought surely the wind would make all images blurred how can such transparency…..
Dear Doubt- Upon the drought hardened earth I have called forth the rain to transform the earth into ink upon which the footprint of my scirch has been left. May the footprint left, like the wax seal of…..
Two images eclipsed in the heart. Through a glass darkly? Denied illumination or Surrendered closeness? Anticipated wonderment An “impossible eclipse” Said “they.” You did hold my breath But I hold your sunset play With cotton candy clouds Migrating geese. Illumination undenied Surrendered closeness…..
Oh my little friend, your wings are so tattered. I know not how long your life cycle but the seasons have left their mark upon your wings. Yet, there you are as graceful and elegant as can be. Nourishing yourself and carrying the…..
Tomorrow is Monday. Even at this hour of the day, your routine has probably changed from yesterday. Getting children up for school, an early alarm, wondering what voice and emails await you at work, projects, traffic, appointments, waiting for news of results, and…..
I found myself laughing and humming the little Sesame Street song “One of these things is not like the other.” To see the precision and elegance of the migrating geese overhead and hear the power of their wings was breathtaking……
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