26 January
altar
i leave them where i find them
on the beach a pile of pretty shells
or 7 heart shaped rocks
placed upon a large flat boulder
once i came across a circle of clam shells
in the light of dawn
as i walked the beach at sunrise
once i saw a bunch of wildflowers and some moss
in the crook of a hollowed out branch
of an afternoon i came upon a field of pure white snow
with the tracks of a small fox making its way across
in the gloaming i lit a candle on the driftwood altar
in my living room
and placed bit of gray-green reindeer lichen down on it
at this moment a pair of cardinals litter the top
of the snow on my porch with sunflower seed shells
Perhaps we create altars where ever we go
and leave them behind in our wake
with every exhalation
we offer something to the universe
with every conscience breath
we receive what it offers to us
omnipresent altars
if we are aware
To be aware, that is the key!
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ReplyDeletemagical and inspiring post. Thank you very much for sharing.
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Love the words, they are so inspiring and resonate deeply with me... I am always creating little altars when I am at home, but also when I am outside. Beautiful image too...
ReplyDeleteyour life is an altar, strewn with dear relics, as shown in your blog <3
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
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Lovely!
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