Morning Glow

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Spiraling
morning glow
each element unique
and yet it is
the whole to make
what is
into being

Spiraling around
I see more deeply
each time
parts and pieces
layered
colors finely portioned
shades and hues
to be noticed
if one allows

Spiraling into
blossom
a blessing to be held
given freely
unwavering

 

Author’s Note:

Looking for spirals but seeing more deeply into that which surrounds me.

I found milkweed for bees and butterflies.

I’ve been wanting to plant some in my yard. This is at the open space near my home on my morning doggie walks. They are mowing differently this year, at least for a while. They are leaving a border along some of the walks with natural vegetation.

In the past, they always mowed this little plant down before it had a chance to bloom. When I walked by I always encouraged it not to give up.

This is the blessing it is giving us this year. I love it so very much.

Shakin’ the Blues Away

Day Eight
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Shakin’ the Blues Awayit

I look into the blue for answers

I want it to come from a place
I cannot fathom, because,
maybe something I don’t know
or see or understand will answer
and the answer will palliate the pain
I can barely hold

She murmurs the petition, Lordy,
why do we have to ask love’s failing,
love’s loss,
can’t I see
she is blue

She was wrapped in blue by unknown hands.
When was the first time her robes flowed
the color of sky weeping into a sea of fishermen
who one day would journey away

Love is delivered in innumerable shipments,
loss just as manifold

It’s part of the deal

Blue skies smile
The blues wail

It’s all perspective

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Author’s Note:

Losing someone you love leaves a hole so deep it’s difficult to take a breath big enough to fill it in in order to stay alive.

We put our doggie down this week, a good and right decision. But the wash of blue rolls over and over me again, and again and again.

This week, this month, this year have made me wonder about words in scripture, in poetry, in lyrics, in our day-to-day musings.

I reach for an answer and come back once again to Presence. I am on a journey here – this moment, right now – making my way to fully embrace all that Is.

And sometimes it hurts. It’s part of the deal.

Lexanne

Above image: Nature’s Love Song by Ioyan Mani