Choose Each Day

I won’t be nourished
by the glittering parade
of the soon-to-be-forgotten.
Rivers run white
in the first storms of November,
mountains ring with the sound
of water rushing to the sea.
Let me go down with leaves,
choose the submersion of rock
in the autumn flood.
Let me rise in darkness,
be fed by morning silence
and choose each day to say yes.





10 Responses to “Choose Each Day”

  1. Beautiful, Don — thank you. You’re right, it IS a choice we make daily, saying yes to the transient or the eternal.

  2. thomas mcdermott says:

    The true meaning of being “pro-choice”!

  3. David Banner says:

    Ah,yes…the glory of the present moment…where Life reigns supreme!

  4. Kaia True says:

    Ah yes… I’m feeling you…
    The abundance and beauty that comes from patience and the intentional path of ‘choice’… 💜

  5. Maria Frid says:

    Lovely, Don. Yes, how very privilege we are to be able to be free to select the moment!

  6. Pichay says:

    Bedroom window faces Winter sunrise
    I greet the Sun every morning
    As taught by mentor Earl Old Person
    I speak “thank you” before each sleep.
    Simple power of choice. Freedom.

  7. Ronnie Lim says:

    Lovely, Don.

  8. Bill Gordon says:

    Always so thoughtful, so deep and yet so simple!

  9. Carol Carlson says:

    Submersion. Immersion. Darkness silence yes.
    Going down I am held and held until I am buoyed up.

  10. Jim Ehmke says:


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