Seasonal Wait

November 01, 2021
Wascana Lake, Regina

Growing ever into the world, 

I do ponder about the rain that 

was snow, drip dripping onto 

the pavement. And it was snow, 

lovely light flakes of snow but 

still only a taste, a tease of 

winter that is the season for 

warm soups and hearty stews to 

replace the crisp cold salads and 

clinking ice cubes of summer. 

So I move my patio gnome and 

silken sunflower into shelter as 

if they would shiver in the crisp 

cold of snows to come. I unearth my warm sweaters so growing into winter comes without much thought.

“Trust the wait. Embrace the uncertainty. Enjoy the beauty of becoming. 

When nothing is certain, anything is possible.

~ Mandy Hale

Errant Travellers

Opening an imagined window to the future, I see many roads and sunlight. 

No road signs giving directions to errant travellers. Leaves one to 

believe the directions are not in the mind. Where are they? Will a little bird tell us? 

Should we listen to the whispers of our hearts?

“If you don’t know where you want to go,

 then it doesn’t matter which path you take.”

~ Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Grace

Roots of memory run deep, 

intertwined with others

but 

    the oven releases the scent of fresh bread; 

    

    the pianoforte of melody 

opens my heart; 

    silken newborn skin 

releases my smile   

    magnificent azure skies and 'air'brushed clouds

swell my soul

    delicious, warm pancakes, bacon and eggs ~ 

always on Sunday

and

I am back in my childhood of the past

while my age graces me in the present

and I move forward to live a good life.

“Life is all memory, except for the one present moment 

that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.”

~ Tennessee Williams