Poetry + Nature + Lifescapes As I walk through nature, I am struck with awe at the pure beauty and persistence of life through the seasons. I use my camera to capture the moments on my walk that make me stop and take notice of this world surrounding me. As I continue to walk and reflect, my experiences in nature ground me and give me a different perspective on seeing my life. In writing these reflections down, I see connections between my life and the greater world.
Sunday, January 15, 2023
Sunday, January 8, 2023
Hope is Barely a Flutter
The dreariness drapes over me
as my eyes flutter open to another day.
The gray gloom continues
as day has the darkness of night.
The forlornness feeds my soul-
No energy, no motivation, no umph.
The drabness is victorious
as the anticipated break from colorlessness falls in defeat.
Hope is barely a flutter-
How much longer until I feel aglow again?
Let's just say that the world has been nothing but GRAY. It has been days upon days of endless clouds ranging from light gray to almost black. At times, noon has looked like midnight out the window. This unending bleakness is taking a toll on me as well as people dear to me. The new year is not filled with energy, motivation and positivity but sluggishness and blahness. The colorlessness of the world around us is definitely feeding the unvibrancy of our lives. Even when the hope of predicted sunshine exists, the clouds rally and defeat the brilliant rays from shining through. Each day I rise hoping upon hope for even a small rip in the gray blanket that shows a brilliant blue and brightness shining through. Come on Mother Nature and deliver your gift of sunshine to my area. I long for it so my days can be fed by your warmth, light and hope.
(The photo is the gray sky on this Sunday.)
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