This was written on the eve of the first day of Spring.
I think of each of you, joining me at odd hours for a
poem, a reminder, a thought with which to begin this
day, and the next.
We, in Southwestern Connecticut, have been spared the
weather harshness of a winter this year. Yet, for so
many the winter months have contained challenges as
bitter and demanding as ever.
Today, with Spring ‘arriving’ tomorrow, March 20th,
this winter has ended with a major shift in the lives
of my daughter Sandy and her husband,Cliff. Health
issues have inspired them to renew their marriage
vows, and to see them moving forward with renewed
intention and energy.
For them and and for others who may be experiencing
this opening to release the past and welcome today,
I offer this poem:
” W I N T E R C H I L D
Myself at my door
at home in his
my own heart
by the news
and my face
All the stars
like a great crowd
of creation singing
above the blessed home.”
……………DAVID WHYTE, from new & selected poems,
1984-2007, also already shared with you before this
in January, 2010.
always with love,