Come meander with me on the pathless path of the Heart
in these anecdotal,
sometimes inspiring, sometimes personal meanderings of the Heart's opening in the every-day-ness of life...

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Hibernating Land...

Frozen Earth bound in time,
preparing for the thaw,
allowing flow and movement
to regain rhythm and rhyme…

Frozen streams of frosted glass
crystallize the sun;
forming lances of light to illuminate
the path,
through this natural prism,
opaquely wrapped.

The silence of the hibernating land
speaks in loud whispers
through the trees;
crying soul-callers of the sky
fly in comfortable bands,
sounding the homing call,
kindredly clanned.

Come Home
Be Free...

Mystic Meandering

January 1998

photo - sun through frost on window
Feb. 2010


  1. Another incredible photo! Liking the metaphors peeking out in the images of "frozen" things and "the silence of hibernating lands" which is such a fabulous line.

  2. Thanks ZDS! Yes, seeing *through* :) It's magical!

  3. Lovely verse and photo
    a perfect melding...

    Wishing you a beautiful weekend...


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