today
the light
rained like gold.
there was nothing to do but surrender.
no where to be but outside
drinking in the last
song of summer
amid all things simple and true
the hours of day
beaded me into her tapestry.
i thought about so many
as i moved silently among the brazen copper and gold
spotted tiny poppies that will lay deep roots,
prepared a new bed of strawberries,
cast a million new seeds of possibilities
to
dream
a long winter
into
spring.
now that the sun has slipped behind the mountains
i have come inside to talk with you,
hands smelling of lavender, dill, rosemary, and sage.
earth under my finger nails.
fire in my heart.
realizing
the gift of possibilities
in the lives of so many deserving children
need the same full seasons of dreaming and creating.
if you have only desired the gift of more time to
shrine
you can now surrender
all hesitation.
shrine auction will come with the Spring
leaving us all autumn and winter
to join these angels
who have said
