A mystical mist of cold air and warm, of thin ice,
and reflections of snow maidens floating
freezing the air,
the river goes solid, surrendering.
And we behold the glory
of winter
unrelenting.
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Tag: nature
Acorns
In the grey dawn, in this time of in between,
in the silent barreness
of our woods underground
bumble bees draw close,
and chipmunks remain silent,
praying for a blanket
of snow, and to remember
where their acorns
lay hidden.
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In Every Season
In every season there is joy, waiting to be found,
carried on the wind
as the sun gently warms
our faces,
bringing a sense of wholeness
to who we are.
I’m having a wonderful time with writing, and photography. Thank you for reading!
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The Space Between the Seasons
In the space between the seasons, sunlight filters gently
in and through the leaves
giving us a mix of green
and yet some of the glory
found in the golden treasure
of autumn.
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Note: I’m under the weather today and will be back soon.
Purple
I love when purple makes its final appearance
in the softer sun,
just before autumn flourishes
in the majesty
of golds and reds.
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Whispering into the Woods
When I whispered into the woods today,
into the peace,
into the quiet waiting,
poems escaped
and prayers took shape lifting themselves
far beyond the tallest trees,
and I realized I was filtering
through the sunlight and the shade.
We need both really
to understand
our own
heart language.
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In the Golden Leaves of Autumn
In the golden leaves of autumn the wind moves gently
through the trees, calling us
to embrace the cooler air,
the life of the sun,
and reminding us
we are loved.
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