poetry party 10: welcoming this new year
Christine's words:
The photo was taken in Squamish, British Columbia on a foggy December day. I love fog because of its mystery, not knowing what is being cloaked in its mist. The New Year offers us new possibilities we may have no inkling of just yet, but we are invited to fly, our beating hearts and beating wings carrying us forward into the unknown. What does the new year evoke for you?first, memories:
early morning summer fog crawls along Harwich, Pleasant Bay
later creeps inland from Salem Willows
and
surprisingly after a sunny morning
quickly Prospects up from Windansea—
on that same Saturday afternoon I pictured afternoon fog...
now, this new year 2008:
started in another cloud of apparently obliterated expectations
but next the Spirit remembered me into trusting
God who makes everything new
journeys alongside us
and surprises us with resurrection
often emerging through foggy haze
what does this year 2008 mean for me, for us?
new life despite and because of shattered pasts?
oh, yes! of this I am so very, very sure!
8 comments:
Thanks for the poem and image Leah. I am entranced by this image: "the Spirit remembered me into trusting / God who makes everything new" -- there is a wonderful dynamic of the Spirit remembering and re-membering.
Lovely .. "what does this year 2008 mean for me, for us?
new life despite and because of shattered pasts?
oh, yes! of this I am so very, very sure!"
Amen!
Lovely .. "what does this year 2008 mean for me, for us?
new life despite and because of shattered pasts?
oh, yes! of this I am so very, very sure!"
Amen!
Lovely .. "what does this year 2008 mean for me, for us?
new life despite and because of shattered pasts?
oh, yes! of this I am so very, very sure!"
Amen!
Lovely .. "what does this year 2008 mean for me, for us?
new life despite and because of shattered pasts?
oh, yes! of this I am so very, very sure!"
Amen!
+Leah,
I really like the photo and the text image of fog. I recall hearing but not seeing river barges chugging up and down the Rhine when I lived in Germany. I also have decades of fog memories along New England's coast on Casco Bay in Maine, the Cape, Narragansett Bay and Block Island in Little Rhody....
Thanks for sharing,
+f3
p.s. +Leah,
Check out my cousin Carol's blog--http://www.allinaday-carol.blogspot.com/
She's a weaver and a painter...I think you'll find her work interesting.
+f3
+Leah,
LOL! No sooner had I commented here about fog and the fog rolled in--not quite pea soup quality, but on the water it is.
This morning, there was thunder, lightening, and tropical downpours, which is mighty strange weather for January.
Peace,
+f3
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