Chasing the moon by Catrin Welz-Stein….Surreal Art &
Graphic Design.
The earth is sliced into furrows that seeds may burst with
life; even thus with our wounds.
~Henry Stanley
Haskins
The laurels and the willows know the strength of a rainy day,
but my heart is still learning.
We want to harness moonlight,
and have the flowers of May always,
but we only truly appreciate the shine of a clear sky
when we have endured all the dreary days.
Life teaches like a professor that will give the lesson
harsh yet sure.
It gathers us together the way you would garland upon a
tree.
Makes us sit in the church like children to hear the sermon
whether we want to or not.
We will learn one way or the other from the slough or from
the river’s harshest flow.
For the laurels and the willows know the strength of a rainy
day,
but my heart is still
learning.
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"We will learn one way or the other from the slough or from the river’s harshest flow." - Indeed!! Well said.
ReplyDeleteYes, mine too, Carrie.
ReplyDeleteAh so true aren't we all? Still learning.
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter Carrie. Thanks for dropping by my blog
Much💛love
I can visualize tightly wrapping that tree in garland, forced to hear the dreary sermon ... well done, Carrie .. well done!!
ReplyDeleteI love the juxtaposition of “harnessing moonlight” and “having flowers.” Both natural beauties can only be blessings if not removed, captured, or possessed. They must just be, unharmed. But yes, yes, yes to year-round May! People are the same, I think—relationally. We must enjoy scents, beauty, essence, light ... without plucking or subduing. Owning. I think that knowledge would make hearts suffer less.
ReplyDeleteSigh. How I love this. How I LIVE this. Just beautiful, Carrie.
ReplyDeleteI often wait to visit until everyone here is to bed.
ReplyDeleteToday I found out that maybe I can't go away a few days to be with my english friend and the rest of the parachute group. None to bring me there. It seems I will never learn.
So your poem came at the right time. The last two lines...superb!!!
Beautiful expression of the contrast between the beauty of life and the painful journey of living - wonderfully written Carrie.
ReplyDeleteThis a wonderful poem and i think we will eventually learn. Yes we all want the flowers of may but, sometimes we are given skies of gray. My heart is continuously learning, too.
ReplyDeleteSo many beautiful images in this, and I love the tone and feeling--simple, direct, innocent yet full of the lessons learned and unlearned that life won't let us leave without hearing. It's up to our hearts to find a way to learn them. Sorry to be so late getting by, dear Carrie--it's been a lot of furrowing and seed sowing here, despite a wicked wind and a long-lasting drought. I hope my seeds, well-tended, will learn to live.
ReplyDelete"It gathers us together the way you would garland upon a tree."
ReplyDeleteI love this image, Carrie. Wonderful poem!
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