I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
And then, I stopped!
I took a walk today
a distant winter sun
left the day
bleak
and old snow lay
lifeless
crumpled and dull
like a dirty sheet
resolutely
I strode
head down
purposeful
driven
and then
I stopped
there in the mud of the road
I stopped
and breathed
and I began to sink
into the depths of the earth
and as my feet
slowly became rooted
in the stuff of creation
I saw swirling in the breeze
a hawk
felt the crisp air
as it brought life
through breath
I saw the mountains
looming
dark sentinals
watching over
the winding waters below
I heard the creek laughing
through stone and ice
I felt my heart
my breath
my life pound through my head
and I knew
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Ain't it wunnnerful!
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