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A Spring Of Life Celebration

In the consuming time of day
the water of the no longer frozen pond
is again home to a family of ducks
floating quietly in the center, as if praying
at the table prior to evening’s dinner.
High above the pond, a large flock of blackbirds
zigzagged through the air…swoosh!...gone! 
their leaders guiding them to new adventures.

At the horizon, the golden setting sun
savors his last look before exiting the day.

Through gentle off-white clouds, warm rays
beamed down on the ghostly roadside forest,
silhouetting naked arms of trees raised in the sky;
awaiting the resurrection of their assured greenings.  
In the middle of the forest, a strange tree peeks out;
its white blossoms reflecting those of my head.

The changing consuming time has indeed blessed us both
in being perpendicularly rooted in this scene’s surreal beauty.

With a smile creeping across my face,
a prayer of thanksgiving flowed from my heart
to the heavens above:  Amen...Amen…Amen…
This has been another day of being free
from harm; free from causing harm.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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