Crow Joins the Song
Rain has come
And the Reservoir has filled
To a level I have not
Seen before.
It appears that Heron has left,
Replaced now by noisy crow,
And a restless wind
Roaring through the pines.
Elegant burgundy redbud
Helps me to believe that
Winter will soon
Give way to spring.
Crow,
Wind,
Bud.
They beg me
To embrace
My own creative interplay
With the Divine.
February 2013
JEHW
And so you have begun your own creative interplay with the divine. It is a gift to us all.
How many years of encouragement did it take you, dear one, to prepare me to take the leap!