Thankfulness
like falling snow
covers and quiets
the furrowed fields
and wintergreen moss.
Ridges of desire
wrapped within
a silent cloak,
grateful for breath
and all that rises;
the earth still,
softly open
to the blessing.
Thankfulness
like falling snow
covers and quiets
the furrowed fields
and wintergreen moss.
Ridges of desire
wrapped within
a silent cloak,
grateful for breath
and all that rises;
the earth still,
softly open
to the blessing.
Ah! Sweet………..
silent white desire falling
flake by flake aglow in blue
into a forever welcoming earth
thank you Don
Dear Don,
love all your poems, but especially liked this one….thanks
Lovely….
Our gifts carry more power than our burdens. Thank you for your gifts, Don.
Thanks for this Elder Blessing, Don.
thankful for your weekly meditations … like falling snow cover and quiet …
You capture your very Essence, brother, in this poem. I am grateful that you spread it so graciously and unconditionally to the many in your field.
Thankfulness is the central theme of my life as I own my own home for the first time in thirty years. I sit in the large window watching the birds and squirrels and, like the earth, open softly to the blessing.
`CONSISTENT GRATITUDE` & the `relationship of a Disciple & The Master` is of what I was reminded of as soon as I opened `THANKFULNESS` today at 6.45am. It helped me to understand my present state of confusion. `Indescribable Thanks`
Title seen first: Thankfulness. Three syllables. First glance at poem: simple, uncluttered, easily accessible, not convoluted in a mental maze—simple, elegant, not more than two, three, maybe four words a line, poem landscape seen by my eyes & the soft settling of my heart in gratitude.
Calming and lovely. Thank you.