A Dark Thing Inside the DayPosted: May 29, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: compassion, exercise, family, freshly pressed, friends, happiness, health, kindness, life, Linda Gregg, love, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, passion, Poetry, simplicity, writing, yoga, Zen 3 Comments
So many want to be lifted by song and dancing,
and this morning it is easy to understand.
I write in the sound of chirping birds hidden
in the almond trees, the almonds still green
and thriving in the foliage. Up the street,
a man is hammering to make a new house as doves
continue their cooing forever. Bees humming
and high above that a brilliant clear sky.
The roses are blooming and I smell the sweetness.
Everything desirable is here already in abundance.
And the sea. The dark thing is hardly visible
in the leaves, under the sheen. We sleep easily.
So I bring no sad stories to warn the heart.
All the flowers are adult this year. The good
world gives and the white doves praise all of it.
Such beautiful words – thanks for sharing.
My pleasure … If you have a free moment this weekend, might I recommend enjoying some of her other poems – they are amazing!
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