seeing the bridge that morning

how can i tell you?

it was like

seeing through 

time itself

like stepping into

a snowy wardrobe

or falling through

a looking glass

"Alice began to think that very few things were indeed impossible."

                           ~Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass

Susan, about lucy: She thinks she has found a magical land...in the upstairs wardrobe.

Professor Kirke: (eyes widening) WHAT did you say?

Peter: Um, the wardrobe upstairs. Lucy thinks she's found a forest inside.

Susan: She won't stop going on about it.

Professor Kirke: What was it like?

Susan: Like talking to a lunatic.

Professor Kirke: No, no, no. Not her. The forest.

Susan stares: You're not saying you believe her?

Professor Kirke: You don't?

Susan: But of course not. I mean logically it's impossible.

Professor Kirke: What do they teach in school these days?

                       ~C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

*There is a bridge called "faith" that some can barely fathom, taking those who dare cross, into a whole new world. :)

observing the falls, a two part poem

like grief (part one)

i saw niagara

last week

i heard her roar

and tiny were the  birds

swooping near the bottom

while her waters 

rushed over

and

over 

Grief has to be worked through.  It is like walking through water.  Sometimes there are little waves lapping about my feet.  Sometimes there is an enormous breaker that knocks me down.  Sometimes there is a sudden an fierce squall.  But I know that many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it."  

~Madeline L Engle

*Those tiny little birds at the bottom of the falls were inspiring. They kept flying in and out of the spray, in and out of the roar, in and out…..

like comfort (part 2)

later that week

in the catskills

we found

a small

cascade

called 

mine kill falls

mine

kill?

but she 

was gentle

smoothing jagged rocks

into soft round stones

and in her quiet way

she kept coming

and coming

too

“Beauty is essential…..sometimes only beauty helps.”  John Eldrege 

“As long as i live, i’ll hear waterfalls, and birds, and winds sing.”  John Muir

*I’m with you John!  (with both of you!) :)

small decision?

that day,

being tired and low

i decided to go

to the rose garden

and there

spilling out 

in the cool of the morning

were petals

upon petals

upon petals

"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.  There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature, the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter."  

                                                          ~Rachel Carson

along the road

what is it
about berries
in fall?

the bittersweet sight
of the bittersweet

the hawthorne's
welcome home


"Everything is restless until it comes home."  ~John Bate


*Recently I have been re-reading the story of the prodigal son. I am reminded again that we have a Father who watches and waits for us; who runs out to meet us and welcomes us home.

if only

wouldn't we like to
solve
everything

make a small bird
always
safe

let a nothing girl
know
she is not nothing

turn back
the rushing
waters

we too, weep,
looking out on our own
jerusalems


Thinking today of all the people in and around Houston. "If only...."

"As He approached Jerusalem and saw the city, He wept over it."  ~Luke 19:41

interrupting the routine

i left the laundry behind 

and the pickleball

games

traded them 

for dew on leaves

dragonfly wings

and the garden’s other 

offerings

i drank eagerly

of her cup

juice of zinnias

dripping down 

my chin  

"Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue."

                                          ~John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierra

"Oh, taste and see...."  ~Psalm 34:8

the leaves of yesterday

the curve of them

catches my 

eye

their lines

and 

shadows

their

calm and quiet

passing

"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart. "

                                                   ~Winnie the Pooh