August

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.

One thought on “August

  1. 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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