The Tree in Winter
This is the time of hidden regeneration. Mist hangs above the ground. Frost forms on open fields. The tree is still. It stands alone and quiet. In the darkness of the early morning, nature is asleep. There is no movement...
This is the time of hidden regeneration. Mist hangs above the ground. Frost forms on open fields. The tree is still. It stands alone and quiet. In the darkness of the early morning, nature is asleep. There is no movement...
THE HARDEST BLESSING If we cannot lay aside the wound, then let us say it will not always bind us. Let us say the damage will not eternally determine our path. Let us say the line of our life will...
LOVE AFTER LOVE The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, And say, sit here. Eat. You will love again...
FOR THE SENSES May the touch of your skin Register the beauty Of the otherness That surrounds you. May your listening be attuned To the deeper silence Where sound is honed To bring distance home. May the fragrance Of a...
Starlings in Winter Chunky and noisy, but with stars in their black feathers, they spring from the telephone wire and instantly they are acrobats in the freezing wind. And now, in the theater of air, they swing over buildings, dipping...
At first your thinking will darken And sadness take over like listless weather. The flow of unwept tears will frighten you. You have traveled too fast over false ground; Now your soul has come to take you back. Take refuge...
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