grace in the storm’s eye
I am easily swayed
by every wind
but there are moments
when the world
stops me from spinning
takes my breath away
and helps me to breathe
~kat
One more glimmer today. This was the first photo I took this morning. The view that drew me out of melancholy and inspired me to press on.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
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seeing red
.
blue
red-infused sky
dawns
in the aftermath
of relentless news of hateful acts
empty
thoughts and prayers rise like ash
with barely a spark
to keep from
turning the sky gray
~kat
Sorry to have missed posting a glimmer yesterday. I hope you were able to find a few of your own. The incessant news from over the weekend… murders, school shootings, anti-Semitic terror attacks and mass murder across the globe, and our leader in this country showing what a vile monster he is in the aftermath set me back a bit. I had no words.
I woke this morning to a beautiful sunrise, barely making it outside in time to capture it before the sky faded to gray. That’s kind of how today’s poem emerged.
The thing is, I did manage to take a photo. It showed me that there are glimmers to be found even in the darkest times. It feels odd to celebrate them, to celebrate anything, but celebrate we must. We can’t let evil and fear shut us down. Enter glimmers, brief though they may be, to remind us.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat
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blue ridge blush
.
dawn
in the foothills
glows
mountain peaks a-blush
in shades of pale vermillion
I’ve passed
these distant pinnacles
oh so many times
but hardly
noticed them ‘til now
~kat
much love, peace, and glimmers to you
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gray dawn
autumn’s splendor fades
into a world turned gray
all is black and white
~kat
The photo above was my first view when I woke. Hard to believe that the photo is in color. How bleak. Not at all the sight one hopes for at the start of a new day. It lurked long enough for me to write this sad little haiku.
And when I looked again the sun had streamed in to save me from drowning in melancholy. Why did I ever doubt the dawn’s ability to fill me with hope. Same window, same color setting on my camera. Beautiful bright, vibrant dawn!
This mercurial Gemini is wide awake now, reconsidering my first thoughts of pulling the covers up round my ears and staying in bed. It’s a new day ready to be seized!
I learned something about myself. How easily I can be influenced by my surroundings for better or for worse. It would be wise for me to remember to draw from the light that resides within…to pause…to breathe when things get dark. Life is rarely just black and white. A pause gives it time to reveal its true self.
Anyhow some silly thoughts on this bright, promising Saturday morning. The day did start with a glimmer after all! (As if there was any doubt!)
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you.
~kat
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winter dew
we don’t call it dew
the winter ground is frosted
diamonds light the dawn
~kat
My little dog is an early riser, gently nudging me from my dreams with little taps on my chest, growing in urgency, at the crack of dawn. We have a fenced in yard but she insists that we venture past the gate for a proper walk several times a day. I don’t mind. Sometimes I need a break from whatever I am doing and it gets me out amongst the glimmers.
This morning was one of those times when I was touched immediately by predawn glimmers. Gabby and I donned our coats, and me, a scarf and hat as well, and out we went into the crisp, frigid air. I turned on my phone’s flashlight so we could see where we were going. That’s when I saw it. Countless glimmers glittering in the darkness on blades of grass surrounding me in twinkling lights. There was my glimmer. First thing, to start my day.
This week has been getting darker by the day on the world stage. But here in my corner of the universe…at least for a moment’s pause, the dawn of day gave me glimmers, and reminds me that there are more to be found everyday in the hearts and eyes of fellow peacemakers. We needn’t stumble through the darkness alone. Glimmers of sanity and compassionate knowing shared between us, sometimes without saying a word, is the light that will keep us until the dawn.
Peace, love, and glimmers to you,
~kat
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