What if there was a place, a
place of refuge and reconciliation
where you could watch
from behind a moss-covered
mask, through branches
of cedar, as the Spring
was revealed by dazzling
sun that poured its
light through an infinite
sky? And what if your roots
could mutter your hope
through the dark and fertile
soil until all your doubts were
washed and filtered away by the
imminent ending of Winter?
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May these words bring truth
and healing through open hands and hearts.
And then, let it flow back into our Mother Earth
for the love of all her beings.
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Love it! So evocative. Completely captures my feelings on this rainy spring day.
Thank you Avian! xo
Thank you Diane, absolutely beautiful! So looking forward to dazzling sun of spring!
As am I, Spring is certainly taking its time this year!!!
Watching Spring from a safe place, not being out in the middle of it. Yesterday I made a decision to be out there more, in the middle of it more. I did so yesterday and survived the day. I will let the sun shine on my face and the rain fall upon me. Who knows, I may splash in the puddles.
Yes! ❤️❤️ I’m glad you got out there Michael!
Love this poem of sweet, deep wonderings! Set my imagination soaring. Grateful for your gift of words. ❤️
Thank you dear Nancy!