Sunday, May 17, 2009

into the heart of things

the nearby woodlot is a place filled with magic. if you step carefully and move with care then you are invited to share in all sorts of wonderful and lovely moments and experiences.

through the portal . . . and into a blessing of blossoms . . . and when i look at these tiny perfect little blossoms, whose fragility and softness are like a song, i think of tagore's line in his poem "my song" . . . "my song will sit in the pupils of your eyes, and will carry your sight into the heart of things".

you might like to visit my other blog "flow"

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