The tiny seed knew that in order to grow, it needed to be dropped in the dirt, covered with darkness, and struggle to reach the light. ~ Sandra Kring
Lenten Rose
I believe February may be my favorite month of the year with so much life stirring remarkably silent.
The air is cold and the sun is warm
the perfect intermingling of the seasons.
In the quietest moments
life bursts forth from the darkness
into the light.
Beech
Gratitude today
for my tree friends
- for their grounded ways
-always releasing,
always stretching
sometimes
in beautiful hues of color
sometimes
silently in the dark
earth.
Gills
Sitting in the dark
watching silence
