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While the snow continues to fall - here - in Vermont…
I’m reminded that there’s another universe in which others live.
Within the urban environ…I find myself - still - drawn to the natural world.
First look - these great white birds and their grand wingspans appear larger than life.
Second - they appear tiny and almost insignificant.
No matter - their beauty and grace never ceases to take my breath.
Walking thru the morning fog…I find the sun.
I see.
The simple grace of a lone tree.
Her symmetrical asymmetry.
Her balanced imbalance.
Her strength.
Her roots.
Her gentle heart and ancient soul.
I see.
Time passing.
Life’s cycles.
Yesterday. Tomorrow. Today.
And here she is again.
Spring.
On those days when I fear I’ll never hear her voice
She surprises me.
Her ground is slowly greening.