Monday, August 13, 2012

august scenes

seeds floating in the wind,
the opalescent sky
slowly gaining grey 

way to work ~
the heron perched on a stump
over the mossy pond

silvery dusk
as stars begin to emerge
silence spreads within

~ Whenever I have found myself stuck in the ways I relate to things, I return to nature. It is my principal teacher, and I try to open my whole being to what it has to say. ~   Wynn Bullock

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