after the long winter
when the shadows linger
we begin to see movement
Earlier this month I was distracted by a whale in the harbour, planets in alignment and the lunar eclipse – so distracted that I wasn’t aware of the turning of the month, calendar time was lost on me.
So now we’re in August – the days are still short with dark mornings and dark nights – but the plants know spring is coming. New shoots are forming, some plants already flowering, and birds are back in the garden.
There’s a restlessness in me after so much time spent inside. I find myself moving outside – even in the dark – in the rain – my lungs are opening to the freshness in the air.
Beauty, nature and truth penned by the (budding, awakening, springtime) poet. Beautiful words and image. Having just returned from a long holiday, I can resonate deeply with losing calendar time. Love and light, Deborah.
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Thanks so much Deborah ❤️
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