rain and its everlasting value
leaving blank pages
what will you write ?
about books,poetry, and images
You started using the word loggia for veranda,
fresco for mural, villa for house
but you were in an island
with mangoes, breadfruit and coral reef.
You walked on the beach
where perfect waves touched your feet,
you were thinking “where the violets came from”
beauty and abundance couldn’t sway your mind.
You concealed your tears.
note: referring to Parma violets quoted by Shirley Hazzard in The Transit of Venus
Sabbath: Set aside regular, longer periods of quiet or retreat, simply to rest in awareness of God’s presence. Find a rhythm of rest and work that allows for renewal so that you enter your active life from contemplative grounding.
Service: Allow the natural welling-up of love to flow outward in acts of justice, healing, and compassion. Life is not about you; you are about life!
note: excerpts from: https://cac.org/richard-rohr/daily-meditations
You will never know everything
but you can start someplace
before long you are in a mountain
gazing at a bear, and trying
to delineate scale of adventures.
The mist lifted outside
the kettle whistling in the kitchen
reminding you friends are coming,
cakes and pastries waiting in the bakery.
There is time.
MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR.
All who seek you
And those who find you
bind you to image and gesture.
I would rather sense you
as the earth senses you.
In my ripening
what you are.
I need from you no tricks
to prove you exist.
Time, I know,
is other than you.
No miracles, please.
Just let your laws
from generation to generation.
note: from Rilke’s Book of Hours translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy