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Natural Epiphanies: A #TankaProse

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bizarre convictions

born of the wilderness

Yet I place my trust

in the ultimate meaning

of an empty cross

 

I have seen the rippling leaves in a sudden wind. Heard the rush of a rain-swelled brook. Smelled the fresh smoke of a new fire. Touched the bark of a five-hundred-year-old oak. Tasted the mint leaves growing beside a wooded trail.

In all of them, Love is. The Love through which the universe cycles, and through which we live, move, and have our being.

All too often, I experience the awe of such encounters, only to forget and walk away, consumed again with my own concerns. Would that I held the lessons of the wilderness in my heart always.

 

wet grass

enjoying the pleasures

of being home

the unsettled silence

of the ordinary

 

 

for Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 94, “Beliefs & Strange,” #SynonymsOnly

Kiwinana’s #Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 106 – Enjoying & Pleasures

Real Toads’ Tuesday Platform

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Wilderness

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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44 replies »

  1. “In all of them, Love is. The Love through which the universe cycles, and through which we live, move, and have our being.” I love that this can be bizarre and unsettling–anything but ignored. Lovely.

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