recuerda mi corazon: haiku my heart

simple as a star

may the light of love burn bright

leading us to peace

all the brazen copper and magenta trees

have given way.

their song well sung,

nothing is left

but to lie in wait, open armed

and surrendering to

the chilling beauty of crystal slumber.

somewhere the scent of pinon pine

escapes from neighboring chimneys,

whispering warmth into the frozen air.

slowly we are lifted from the burdens

of things gone wrong.

here in this darker season

our hearts, our hopes,

our love is needed more than ever.

hope sits on our window sill

in a row of squat ball jars.

mouths teaming with tender slips of summers rosemary.

here in a covenant with spring,

we keep watch waiting

for the first tiny shoots to burst from the woody stems.

it's comforting to stay tied to the steadfast seasons.

the wheel that keeps turning,

forever turning in graceful,

absolute perfection.

you can taste the colour of expectation

as each new neighbor adds their lights

to the frozen nightscape.

here in this season of collected dreams,

we walk closer to all that really matters.

grown children return home.

boxes of coveted memories are carried down from the attic.

thoughts travel untold miles to tie us to those we love.

i hear my fathers voice,

he is singing with that radiant smile in his unbearably blue eyes

"it's beginning to look a lot like christmas...."

clear as crystal, although he has been gone too many years.

and i wonder what is that moment?

the unabashed hoped for moment

when we are struck with the spirit of christmas?

i record it in my heart every year.

that bright opening to wonder

when all that holds us like gravity in earthly bodies

falls, falls, falls like pure white snow from above.

transforming all the undertow of daily requirements

to a brightness that seemed so immediate on the faces of our youth.

this year that moment arrived on the hoofs of a deer.

here on this bright blue ball of spinning earth

grace walked silently into our landscape without a word.

that's all it took.

the simple pleasure of the unexpected.

in that moment, mornings light

glinted across the slick icy curves of the nearby pond.

countless wintering ducks circled the still liquid interior.

shadow and light shimmered golden

then dark and there,

perfectly framed by sentinels of pine, a deer!

i stood transfixed.... jubilant.

one simple unabashed moment.

just as simple as a single star in a black vault night.

just as satisfying as the childhood stocking of my mother's youth.

when a single bright orange,

an apple, crisp with promise,

a handful of nuts and a few shiny coins were enough.

to everyone....those with us, those far away

and with cherished memories of those we have lost.

may we all sit at the table of profound gratitude.

may we be filled with the wonder of lifes simple pleasures.

the steadfast turning of the seasons.

the richness of family and friends.

may the light of love stir each heart

to new ways of making a difference in this world we share.

and may an apple, bright red and crisp with promise

once again be enough.

XOXO

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Image, haiku, and your writings.... are like the pinon pine boughs you write of... a shelter in the storm, a place of peace and quiet that stills my thoughts and allows me to sink into my heart... thank you Rebecca, for all of this and this place at your table, to feast on this beauty and this love. Blessings to you my sweet friend. XOXOXO

Posted by: Lea | December 23, 2022 at 12:55 PM

Thank you for sharing your love with us week by week in tiny words, Rebecca. May your Christmas be merry, and may the Light shine brightly for you and on you in 2023!

Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | December 24, 2022 at 09:10 AM