Sunday, November 27, 2016

Advent Morning

Through the heartfelt mercies of our God,
God's Sunrise will break upon us,

shining on those in the darkness,
those sitting in the shadow of death,

then showing us the way,
one foot at a time,

down the path of peace.
Luke 1:78-79

* Photos are from the crown of thorns on my back porch. They are resplendent in the morning light.  

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Autumn Day

My Grandmother collected leaves in the fall. 

As leaves gather in my backyard,

I think of her. 

She could see the beauty in each leaf.

And because of her, 

I can see it too.

"Is this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love -- that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps may  not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns." --George Eliot.