As spring rain washes away winter remnants during this time of Covid our hearts turn toward the sun. Somehow the tilt of the earth is a little different. If we aren't careful we may lean too far and fall off.
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As spring rain washes away winter remnants during this time of Covid our hearts turn toward the sun. Somehow the tilt of the earth is a little different. If we aren't careful we may lean too far and fall off.
I’m re-posting a photo that was taken at Durand Glacier, British Columbia, a number of years ago and I hope it will bring a smile to your face despite all the swirling uncertainty.
Perhaps we can use this time of social distancing and social isolation to regain an appreciation not just for each other, but for our beautiful earth as well.
I wish good health to all of you who read this post. Be kind to each other.
(personal photo)
I have been enjoying taking photos each day as I move throughout my day. Recently I visited Vancouver Island and so you will be seeing some beach photos. This photo I took looking at the water directly below me. I was searching tide pools for anemones; maybe it’s the wrong time of year…
I was surprised when I looked at the photo to see that it looked more like a picture you might see that was taken from an airplane not one of the water.
an alien
looking for sea life
finds earth’s mirror
“And still, after all this time,
the Sun has never said to the Earth,
“You owe me.”
Look what happens with love like that.
It lights up the sky.” –Rumi
They dance
a beautiful dance
as only two exquisitely familiar can.
Age old friends move,
comfortable in each others orbit,
no words necessary.
Arms length apart
graceful glides take place
while chaos reigns around them.
Echo of guns
aimed in the name of a cause
are forgotten for a moment
in the gentleness of the dance.
Slowly, smoothly,
glowing bright then dim,
tides rise, sunsets fade,
each accept the other, waiting in time.
Hungry, homeless
nomads search,
then pause in witness
of the familiar dance.
The ancient duo outlive, outlast,
wars and famine,
great empires and floods.
Steps take them on a path
travelled around
and around,
then around once again.
Their orbit flows
with continuous turns,
an inseparable pair.
Earth and moon,
fluid partners,
inspire devotion
moving along
to their own tune.
Mother Earth watches
waits
silently
patiently
waits
As her resources are pilfered
exploited
by petulant children
who think they are the highest form
evolution’s best
She shudders
as she lumbers along
waits
her energy gathering
until the time
when the children
must be taken to task
for their actions
Raindrops fall gently
nourishing thirsty earth
life giving water
Swollen rivers flow
swiftly through the neighborhood
alarming the people
This precious liquid,
necessary renewal,
no longer admired
Destruction disguised
a benign interloper
warily watched
Nature’s fury shows
humans cannot outwit drops
steadily falling
Life giving water
becomes the reapers hand
exacting its due
Circle of life come
full as we watch lustrous pearls
of rain gently fall