The Geese Come Flying Low

 

The geese come flying low this morning,

two of them skimming the treetops,

their crawnky call timed with the pulse of

wingbeats:

“Look, look!

Here, here!

Now, now!”

And I do.

Gray-white bellies buoyed by the breeze,

wide wings flapping,

long dark necks stretched out straight,

they’re the picture of persistence,

of determination,

of certainty.

They know where they’re going—

I’m guessing the zoo,

which is not so far if you’re airborne.

They will be guests

at a lucky gathering of geese on the lawn.

They’ll flock and strut and lunch

and gather goose gossip

and rise as a group at sunset,

free to thread their own way

back through the sky

to where they began,

calling,

“Look, look!

Here, here!

Now, now!”

And gone.

– kh –

 

Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.

Nature of the week – looking up:

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It Seems Backward

 

The morning sun is melting the frost on roofs and lawns except where there are shadows. So instead of the shadows being dark, they’re frosty white. The trunk of one of our elm trees is casting a shadow on the next-door garage roof. Its shadow is a long, rectangular streak of white frost on dark gray shingles. It seems backward for a shadow to be white. But then, nature always has something new up her sleeve, and I always have something to learn. – kh, from Noticing: 365 Days of Calm Reflections

 

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The Dew of Little Things

 

“In the dew of little things,

the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.”

– Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

 

May the beauty of little things bring you joy this holiday season. May you find your heart’s morning. May you be refreshed.

Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.

 

Nature of the week – paperwhites:

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Like Smoke Across the Sky

 

“In the cloud-gray mornings

I heard the herons flying;

And when I came into my garden,

My silken outer-garment

Trailed over withered leaves.

A dry leaf crumbles at a touch,

But I have seen many Autumns

With herons blowing like smoke

Across the sky.”

Amy Lowell, “Hoar Frost” –

 

Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.

Nature of the week – our first snow of the season:

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Give Me October

 

Give me October’s meditative haze,

Its gossamer mornings, dewy-wimpled eves…

And all is peace, peace, and plump fruitfulness.

Alfred Austin, “October” –

 

Nurture peace. Cultivate kindness.

When you can, step away from the chaos and into the calm.

Then carry that calm with you, deep in your heart.

 

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