Day Three


A Prayer to New Beginnings


Those first leaves
that aren’t leaves at all,
those that protect and guide the way
from hardened seed
to roots spreading down,
lead me on to sun
and rain,
make room, push aside
quickening soil
to aim my face
where sky bridges earth.
Protect me on my way
from embryo to me.




Author’s Note:

Three women inspired today’s poem.

Joan Chittister at Monasteries of the Heart.



Laura Flanders at Colorado Backyard Gardener.


And, if you’ve been following me, once again, Diana Butler Bass whose book Grounded is rocking my world. CBS aired a piece this morning around her thinking. If you have found yourself on a widening path as I have, this may speak to your heart.


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