It’s been a while…
It seems summer has been about slowing, and growing. I wonder what these lazy, hazy days have meant for you?
Today a short poem that took shape in the woods recently. May we all find our path towards the light.
“The space where the light comes in,”
she gasped with joy,
And all at once
I gravitated towards the golden hue
sliced across the dark;
across my heart.
And a lightening stirred,
a quick step of understanding
that just like the leaves
I, too, can choose to curl and meander
towards those spaces of light
patchworked across the woodland floor.