Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Evening Walk


It beckoned me, this light at the end of the orchard.......stepped in, was ushered in, by the trees and the way the grass whispered.....


The last light of the sun touched the grass that whispered to flame......it held the light like magic.

And how can grasses and trees, I wondered, speak with such power?


I needed this walk, it fed my soul and how the light spilled and the mystery of what lay at the end, and what was spoken in between the steps to get there?


Closer, I came......


And then I turned in wonder.....my magical kingdom was only golden light on a brown field, but really, it was so much more.


It was an evening walk and the poetry of a simple orchard that spoke better things than words.....

8 comments:

  1. Beautiful photos and a lovely place to walk. Thank you so very much for your kind comment on my big "55" birthday!

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  4. High, indelible girly. Just wanna say I'd like you to think about stepping OFF the whorizontal world we all live under... and think about where you'll be in the next. Pretty simple, right?

    God blessa youse
    (trust in Jesus)
    -Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL
    thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com

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