Just before you made your morning ascent…
I was snoozing on the couch
with the cat
but then something shifted,
and I knew
it was time to go out
and greet the new day
Maybe it was the way the breeze changed its sound,
our how the bird songs increased
Slipping from the house I saw
your rays
Peaking thru soft clouds
Rising over the ancient stones.
The Ground is parched from August’s heat and this mornings clouds
are a welcome sign,
that soon moisture will return to the land.
I am standing here in awe at your magnificence ... Just grateful to be alive.
There is no going back in time
rather always the invitation
To be in the great presence of the impressions foot-printed in time
In this soft dawn light, I marvel at the beauty,
My eyes and heart drawn across the land
to the ancient settlement below and the old goddess temple just below.
The ancients are lingering on the veil,
Whispering secrets.
You hide your face in morning clouds, a few tremendous rays
peeking through reminding me of the heat to come.
With splendor
Your dance in the sky
for tells
change ... and I must move forward...
alive in the listening to the signs this New Day brings.
May we all keep humming with creation,
reminding us we have the choice to discover and create
better ways of living on this our Sacred Earth.