Blessings come slowly
like soft light
in early morning
or the dimming skies
of nightfall.
Prayers are heard
and answers given
though they rise
in their own time
like the crocuses in spring.
I wait in the earth,
the long winter dark
my old friend.
Extend your faith
to the deepest roots
and when you find me
below the soft wet soil
drink deep.
photograph by Sandra M. Jensen
Don, thoughtful, lovely, true. Thanks.
Soul nourishment. Thanks, Don.
What a wonderful image, Don…bravo!
Kudos to you AND Mary Oliver……
Drink deep, extend your faith……..yes! Not a day goes by that the blessings aren’t present, how good to firmly commit to acknowledge each and every one of them Sending love to you, Don, for the beautiful invocation!
On the mark Don!
I didn’t realize how thirsty I was
till I read these words.
Thank you, Don, for your gifts to us.
The Divine Light is with YOU, Brother…
memories of an Emmisary Men’s Retreat
You and Will hosted in ‘96 or ‘97—
12 of Us entered the meeting room through
A tree bough tunnel, referencing an
“Innitiatory experience”, into the sacred circle—
and the experiences You led us through…
Got Your blog-spot from Maxine Lathrop
who, with Rick, have become Spirit Friends
of the First Unitarian Family here in
Portland…. YES, I would like to receive Your
Poet’s blog however often You are inspired
to submit….. Sam Muller (aka Jnanasri—
caretaker and 7 year resident of a VEDANTA Ashram
in Portland…
I loved your imagery. We both loved this one. Thanks Don
Once again, thank you Don. Strong and lovely.