When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and
lovely and lush;
Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so
rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue, that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have
fair their fling.
- gerard manley hopkins
- a phantom view, dew, a bubble,
A dream, a flash if lightening, and a cloud;
Thus we should look upon all that was made.
- The Buddah
Life, being as generous as it always is, continues to reach out to grab my attention!!
Today, after a long day of hard work, with a plan to work even more as soon as I got home ...
I jumped into the car with a list of things to do on my mind!
And then ... I heard it ... that familiar song ...
the honking of geese flying overhead!!
A smile sneaked out from my focus ...
a pause in my step ...
and I looked overhead to greet the feathered pair
as they journeyed through our small town.
I'm so grateful for those small reminders
to pause ...
breathe ...
be here now ...
and give thanks!!
Life is generous, indeed!!!
Cate
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