“Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.”—Martin Luther
I have been watching the wisteria over a period of 3 weeks or so. They have been in celebration ever since I saw a few spiraling clusters of what I thought would be leaves, but they turned out to be flowers.
What an explosion of blooms now. When I saw the first fuzzy baby leaves, I was so touched and reassured of the continuation of life, the circle of life.
I can feel happiness expanding when I stand near the fragrant wisteria plant. Oh how I love the color!
“When there’s new growth bursting out all over, everything fresh, green, and flourishing, the plants are little rockets of success going off every time you look at them.”
“all of nature says “yes””
spring-summer-early fall, the leaves open to the light
collecting light for the tree
nourishing the trunk, the branches, me
collecting light for the roots
so when autumn and winter rains and cold comes
there is stored light in the roots
for the short days and long nights
“We can learn from nature
the art of praising God
Stand beside something that is already praising God.
Let the sacredness of that prayer seep into your being.
All that is drawn to God is drawing you with it.”
© Sr. Macrina Wiederkehr, “Abide, Keeping Vigil with the Word of God”, Liturgical Press
white fuzzy seeds blowing in the air
some have become integral with these dying leaves
reminding me of the parable of the seed
for these leaves
these Words are softening the letting go process
their faith lighting the way
some words that are sticking in my head from a song we sung today at church…
This is a digital collage of a pelican, some autumn leaves and colored glass.
“Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say! Please, universal soul, practice some song, or something through me!”
– Rumi, “Birdsong”, translated by Coleman Barks