Judgment

Do not judge

the quality of a relationship

by its end

52012

The Seeds of Spring

And to the right of me waddles three families of geese with little, down covered goslings gingerly following their mothers. The soft, golden down is such a contrast to the smooth, upright blades of green grass around them.

Oh, how their seeds have grown bringing a smile upon my face and warmth to my heart.

To my left are the remains of a poor gosling possibly mowed down or stepped on.

Oh, how fragile our seeds can be.

Oh, how the hands of fate must also be on our side.

Beneath my foot is one dried seed left behind by a nearby tree. As I roll it under my foot I wonder if it will ever take root or is it too late.

Each seed has its season.

In front of me are the waters of Haven Pond and within it float many lily pads while tall wild grass, raspberry bushes and upright punks surround it. Oh, wild seeds how easy it has been for you to take root.

Today the sun brightly shines while the breezes hush softly, "Come seeds, all seeds, I will carry you through this season so, be it soon, that you may embrace summer."   

52012

Guru

 I live within my guru

And my guru lives within me

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Blue Skies

 Sometimes the sunlight in front of me

is so bright that

I must turn my back to it to see

the blue skies

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