
fresh snow at dawn
beautiful bright blanket
of white…the world
resting in quiet peace
my soul’s deep longing
~kat
Peace, Love, and Quiet Glimmers to You! ✨❄️✨

fresh snow at dawn
beautiful bright blanket
of white…the world
resting in quiet peace
my soul’s deep longing
~kat
Peace, Love, and Quiet Glimmers to You! ✨❄️✨

breathe
the earth will bloom
come spring no matter
how wild the world becomes
she’ll be here long after
we are gone
deep peace to you
~kat
A bit of sunshine…warmer temperatures…a brief glimmer of spring in the wings…it’s reassuring to know that we can count on the seasons. The earth will continue to turn, the sun will rise at dawn, warming us throughout the day and the moon and stars will light the night sky while we sleep. Nature is my go to glimmerer. Constant, rhythmic, fierce, powerful, she never fails to inspire me.
Peace, Love, and Glimmers to you. If you’re feeling stressed, never underestimate the healing power of a simple walk amidst the trees…or around the block.
~kat ✨✨✨💚✨✨✨

sacred season
of spring’s light dawning
darkness fading
gentle murmurs from
the deep…fertile seeds
who long to see the sun
~kat
A photo of the hills to the west, a magnetic poetry poem using the Nature kit, and a very joy-filled, glimmery, blessed Imbolc to you and yours. On this day we are reminded that the darkness never lasts forever, that new life and spring is in the wings and that we can forge our own new beginning. The constancy of the seasons gives us comfort and hope for a new season of light in our own lives.
Peace, Hope, Love and Glimmers of the coming light of Spring to you.
~kat
P.S. yes…I’m still looking for glimmers. Day 32 and counting.

cardinals in snow
eternity smiled
helping me remember
there is magic here
~kat
Another dazzling glimmer. Today, as our nation honored our democratic ideals and peacefully handed over the power of the presidency to a criminal, a felon, a despicable abuser of women, a liar, a grifter, an insurrectionist … several cardinals stopped by my feeders reminding me that my ancestors are always with me. Watching, guiding, inspiring me to reach higher, to carry on the legacy in my bones, to make them proud. Today’s glimmer is the most meaningful by far, redirecting my focus from those triggers of angst and dread to a moment of joy remembering who I am because of those who have gone before me. We’ve got this. Peace and glimmers to you!
Poetry Form: haiku (5-7-5)/ magnetic poetry online – the poet kit