Wild as the ocean, free as a mountain sitting motionless. Soft as a storm blooming in full.






Wild as the ocean. Free as a mountain sitting motionless. Soft as a storm blooming in full.





Saturday, October 22, 2011

Winter Changes

Some have come and gone.  Like Autumn leaves that fall by the wayside and become earth, giving of themselves to beget new growth...there is now space to be filled by what lies ahead.
But in the process, the leaving hurts.
Winter branches crack and give way under foot, giving testament to the change that has taken place.
No ceremony, no poetry, only change.
A painful breaking of cells to make room for new ones.
This is the body of change, the mechanism of life.

Quietness sits like a blanket in the dark weighing heavy, bringing a strange comfort and uncertainty as the air grows still and dampens with cold.
There is a desire to sit and wait, to grow colder as the heart wonders in silence what is to come.
It quickens to keep up with the falling temperature and rapid changes.

The eyes see nothing, stillness, and yet the heart feels something is happening, as these winter changes fall down around us.
This life, unfolding before us, mysteriously lays quiet now.

There are no answers yet, life has gone distant for now.  Patience is required.
In the meantime, go and seek the sun.


©10/22/11DanyaMosgofian

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