All these tiny voices call to me and my lens

by PicsieChick on January 16, 2012


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what words will come
        in the half-light
                of this darkened room

                where my own hand
        obscures my view of the words
with the shadow it casts

moments of my day

seep in

    footsteps in snow
    tiny bits of nature
        also partly obscured
            glimpsed through her rich, piercing quietness
        the shadow of snowfall

each wee glimpse of Beauty
is a voice whose plea is
        see me
                hear me
                            know that I am here

                with all these tiny voices
        who call to me and my lens
    together we weave a web that
holds all

connecting

    this moment to the Infinite
    this solid curve and colour with the Vast Mystery
    soul-family, sister to sister
all swimming together in the river of Gratitude

                    I am powerless to refuse these voices
            I bring you their light
    their message

so we may each celebrate our place
        in this web of the Infinite
                together
                        

never alone

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Square-Peg Karen January 16, 2012 at 12:21 pm

Gorgeous! So much stand out:

the ending, “never alone” – of course! and “all swimming together in the river of Gratitude” – and the lovely links – and your voice!! Oh, this is wonderful. Thank you for this, Teresa!
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PicsieChick January 16, 2012 at 9:00 pm

Thanks, Karen! It’s all this wonderful connecting that is what’s important, isn’t it? And seeing – really seeing – the small things that split our hearts right open.

Glad you’re in my soul-family, sister,
Hugs and butterflies,
~Teresa~
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wholly jeanne January 22, 2012 at 6:08 pm

this has been open in my browser since it was published, and i’ve read it several times, but never stopped to tell you how beautiful it is. you know, in southern culture, pinecones are symbols of hospitality. thank you for including me in such a lovely, thoughtful, altaresque post.
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PicsieChick January 23, 2012 at 11:22 pm

Oh, Jeanne! I love the symbols in southern culture! Could you teach a course on it? For those of us with Canadian veins?

So lovely to see you here. So relieved to know you leave posts open for days, too….

Hugs and butterflies,
~Teresa~
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