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.

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Winter's Thaw~

In the slow dawning of Spring, underneath us all is a quiet breaking of what has been. That which held us still for a time is now loosening to break free and take us with it.  
But sometimes Spring comes too early.  Sometimes we're not ready to move forward into the bouncing era of newness and unknown events and we want to stay put in the dark cave of winter a little while longer.  For it was there that we came to know ourselves much deeper than in the months of Spring when distraction, becomes the way.  
It is there where we felt the safest even though our blood ran cold and hearts stopped for awhile.  At least it was quiet.  We could rest.  
A reticence slumps in that creates a weight, refusing to break us forward.  Cast in mud frozen solid we pause, waiting for a better moment to ascend into light.  
Sometimes the soul knows what it wants more than what it actually needs and refuses to let the body go on in peace.  
So as Spring ascends onto the world around us, we watch in delight and sadness wondering what it holds ahead.  Will we be able to break free of all ice or will we stay put in the cold with blooms falling all around us?  


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