Grace to Her Becoming

Beneath the weight of snow
the Earth rests
but does not sleep.
In root and caves beyond number
the tribes of spring begin to drum,
waters destined for rivers flow
and in the depths of her abundance
the burgeoning of new life.
Layer after layer
the white blanket
covers Earth’s repose,
winter peace
the grace to her becoming.
Our quiet welcome
acts midwife to her beauty
and in the warmth of silence
sound the infant songs of spring.




artwork by Susan St Clair Bennett






















Reading by the author with music of Agnus Dei by Netherlands Bach Society


12 Responses to “Grace to Her Becoming”

  1. David Banner says:

    The “tribes of spring have begun” in the silent realms…

  2. Tom Figel says:

    Don, here in Chicago, we have the white of the snow and at dawn, we had negative one degree, too. The reminder about spring’s stirring is timely. Thank you for a lovely poem.

  3. David Barnes says:

    Thank you Don, for these graceful spirits weaving sound and light and color — emerging from this womb, wrapped in transparent robes of radiance, let there be no swaddling clothes to veil her grace as promise of becoming yields to being in our midst, innocent as the newly dawning day

  4. Ravenstalk says:

    ~ Grace ~ Grace ~ Grace ~

  5. James Frid says:

    The falling of the snow quiets the mind, soothes the heart and slows the activity of busyness when welcomed with eagerness of a child. Thanks, Don.

  6. Chris Dalengas says:

    Very nice, Don!

  7. Lovely images Don. Spirit is certainly in your words this day.

  8. Jay Schwartz says:

    Don: A lovely poem; an antidote to a cold winter day here.

  9. Athena Coleman says:

    The imagery in this poem is so beautiful, thank you, Don.

  10. Eric Dunn says:

    A wonderful piece of peace!

  11. Chris L Frey says:

    The first three lines are amazing…a poem within a poem.

  12. Maria Frid says:

    The serenity of the white snow is welcomed………..thank you, Don!

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