A morning draped in mist.
Waves hugging the seashore.
Weariness unclenching its fist.
Crows surfing the biting breeze.
Rocks rising in sudden sharpness.
I thought how sweet it is to live.
Voices steeped in buoyant laughter.
Man’s folly is easy to forgive.
Gullsong burning the clammy air.
The sun waits, eager to share.
By the light of the falls
I caught my breath, enthralled
When out of the flow there sprung
And hung a shimmering rainbow.
How moments flash with meaning.
The gifts that course like blessings.
And always the heart is leaning
Towards the source, caressing.
Flowers of brightness
Radiating steadfast grace –
What charm, what charm.
Roaring winds sharpen the senses
In a swell of surging fury –
Drifting, shifting, sifting;
Gladdened hands offer prayers
Enveloped in mists of love.
Isn’t life beautiful when we stand back and reflect upon the beauty of it all? Isn’t life brimming with possibility when we throw away our fears? Isn’t life magical when we realise the blessings we have? Isn’t life exquisite when we raise a cup to the wonder of now? Isn’t life majestic when we dance alone or with friends? Isn’t life resplendent when we drink in the view from the top of a mountain? Isn’t life sublime when we create splendour out of chaos? Isn’t life swell when we give with unfettered joy? Isn’t life grand when we take the hand of someone we love and look at the innumerable stars? Isn’t life great? Isn’t life sweet? Isn’t life beautiful?
Season to season
The hungry soul fed by
Kindness is your spell
Tears washed in reverence –
Light unpins the heart.