a feather,
a rose, an apple–
small pleasures,
blessings of
continuity, gifts of
joint inheritance,
of stillness–
a hallowing that
exists if
we choose to
walk with the land—unhurried,
emptied, listening
I’ve used words from Jane’s random word list this week from the Oracle II, to answer Brendan’s call at earthweal to the wild stillness
K. 
These lines are fantastic, Kerfe. They make me want to go on a long hike, and I’m not particularly outdoorsy!
❤
David
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You should! Thanks David.
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💓 Kerfe 💓
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“blessings of continuity”–they are and hopefully will be. You used apple, too. 🙂
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Thanks Merril. It jumped out, right after feather.
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“unhurried,emptied, listening”…..a state to wish for! Lovely poem, Kerfe.
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Thanks Jim. Indeed it is.
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I love the art and I was struck by the last 2 lines. It is what I aspire to!
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Those moments are worthy of aspiration. Thanks Muri.
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“blessings of
continuity, gifts of
joint inheritance,”
Beautiful lines. 🙂
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Thanks Kitty.
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You are welcome, Kerfe. 🙂
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Consecration here is a gift from within which depends on our choice to be still and pay attention. The hallowing we invite and harbor.
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So many gifts are offered. But you are right, we must choose to receive them. And too often aren’t even aware of them.
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‘unhurried,
emptied, listening’ – we can learn so much from nature if we adopt these attributes!
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This is lovely. You picked out the elements that mean so much and the stillness that falls when our input is removed. I’m glad you got such a peaceful poem from the words (and the general gloom).
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Thanks Jane. Feather was the first word I saw, and I couldn’t turn that gloomy.
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Even the little pile of feathers you find beneath a tree where a raptor has been feeding is gentle and beautiful.
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Beautifully put. I particularly like the second painting here too.
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Thanks Suzanne.
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it’s the listening, isn’t it, that we hope for ~
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It is. Not so easy.
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I love equating a hallowing with walking with the land. Wonderful.
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Thanks Sherry.
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You picked my favorite John Hiatt song to draw these lines and visions together. A very good place to be.
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I have always loved that song also–and he’s written a lot of good ones.
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The resonance of object and emotion, creations and reactions, bring a reflective stillness full of merging shadows and colors as elusive and speaking as your artwork here. As always, your voice never has to be raised to make your points.
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Thanks. I always learn something from your insights.
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I have been unable to leave comments on many blogs recently, including yours, but the music of your words were indeed like a held breath.
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