
gazing to the west
sunlight stretching through the rose
I'm cooled by the breeze
Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
gazing to the west
sunlight stretching through the rose
I'm cooled by the breeze
the gift of late spring
as the flowers start to fade
under the blue skies
while the raindrops fall
this day of rest progresses
into the night’s grace
Rain filled this day, and my energy level was, well, absent. But I clearly needed rest. So, I rested. A gift to myself, I guess.
I took this photo on my walk today.
the rain grows warmer
slowly the plants awaken
the season's motion
I saw this little blossom on my walk today. Right before the rains started. It’s was cold, then damp. But I was equipped, so it was pleasant. Not a bad way to surrender a Sunday afternoon.
afternoon sunlight
gently drifting through the trees
winter progresses
the roar of silence
streetlights piercing the hidden
at the edge of dreams
Created this one with Adobe Express. I do love creating these.
I hope this finds you well, my friends. Age that your weekend exceed all your hopes.
One of my digital friends, Bernie, wrote this blog post featuring Maria Popova, a writer I admire greatly. In the article, Popova writes about the grief feels upon the passing of her beloved friend Emily Levine. She explores how poetry impacted that journey, and how it can help us all manage the finitude of our lives. I love her line “[N]ow that Emily has returned her stardust to the universe…” as a descriptor of death. Makes me think of Carl Sagan’s line that we’re all made of “star stuff”. There’s infinity within our finite nature. So very Zen, I guess.
Anyway, I highly recommend Maria’s post, and all of her work.