leaving in the morning
the little lights
on my bicycle
winking
"please see me" messages
through the dark dawn fog
the day
a blur of expectations
not so many hopes
expressed
fewer wishes
and even fewer dreams
i find myself
sensing
that it's not so much about
who or what i am
as it is about
what i can do
so coming home
to this softly earnest
fully present
and wholly joyful
flowerchild
softens
the crisp edges
of my own presence
such that when i look skyward
and see the great feathered clouds
winging
northeast
and fading fast
as the autumn skies
are wont
i'm reminded
by my own
voice
to be grateful
and to accept
without condition
or concern
even the darkest tones
of the bells
that ring the changes
of my being
12 comments:
A quite wondrous reflection, Steven. I especially like that flowerchild that "softens /the crisp edges / of my own presence". Yes, that spiritual and nearly physical receptiveness you have to taking everything around you into you, as if you had no edges and could embrace and be held in the embrace of all the beauty you describe. Dark toned or not, I hope those bells will only ring the best of changes for you.
Oh Steven, you are so wonderfully accepting of things that I sometimes rage against. Such beautiful sentiments here. I wish I could live up to them, as you clearly do.
This is such a simple and powerful unfolding of what is true, but hidden sometimes in angst. From the earth, to the sky and its softening edges, and anticipating the coming bells of the holidays that can also make those dark tones seem darker, this is so evocative, and more so after reading Lorenzo's and Elisabeth's words.
Fot some reason, your post today made me think of Barry, gone these few months, and hope that his family is well.
I love all the reminders that come willingly from nature, signs that help me remember what really matters.
Too, I love straying away from that wisdom - apparently! Since I do it every day!!
As always: thanks.
Beautiful, as always steven. You write such wise and thoughtful words.
lorenzo thankyou for the generous comment and the very kind thoughts. i'm a blessed man. truly i am. steven
elizabeth - i'm far from perfect - and quite comfortable with that - but i have reconciled so much in my life that it makes life's possibilities, that much more possible! steven
ruht- thankyou and thankyou for reading the comments the extraordinary people who visit here leave. steven
golden west - barry rolls through my head when i am in the woods and i see someone with a wooly dog bounding past!! steven
reya - i think you're as open to wisdom as anyone i knw or have known. i think yours flows through you such that its source isn't always apparent to you. it doesn't need to be does it?!! steven
weaver thankyou so much!!!! steven
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