Thoughts revisited on Earth Day.
Thoughts revisited on Earth Day.
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…Warming with the sun
Breathing with the wind
Flowing with the clouds…
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I am the brown body
Dancing barefoot
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…rosy dreams
Can come true,
If we can only
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We are each our own person, essentially alone; and yet we grow stronger through our connections with others, through the many ways we and they love and care for each other.
We Are Islands, Margaret Mair, original art
We are stronger together,
Our dreams entangled,
Our hopes entwined.
We are stronger together,
Guarding our selves
While
Guarding each other.
Today
Sun may bless us
And blue skies cover us
Resting here easy on
A quiet ocean bed.
But there are dark clouds
In the misty distance
And trouble will come;
Let us take this vow
Now,
So that when
Days grow hard
And
The winds of fate howl
Like angry wolves
At the gate
When
The sea grows rough
Mountainous waves tumbling
In cascades of foam
Across each other,
When the sun hides
Behind a grey turmoil
Of clouds,
We will
Protect each other
From the onslaught,
Will hold on to each other
Strong and stronger,
Surviving the storm
Together.
Written by Margaret Mair
Painting, original art by Margaret Mair
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…Ears cocked toward
The teasing sounds of
Approaching mysteries…
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…They bloom into
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…The bright, white flag
Of their surrender
Unravels…
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Soon the sun will rise on the first morning of the year, and we will look forward with hope to what the coming months will bring. And I still wish for this…
Margaret Mair, Red Sunset, Original Art
The sun has set on the old year. In the dark of night we welcomed the new year, then waited for the sun to rise again on its first day. As the sun has risen, will rise, at the beginning of each day.
And yet we see that night, that midnight, that morning, as special.
Because as we cross into that new day we are beginning a new year. Traditionally it’s a time for looking back, for taking stock of our lives, for looking forward with hope and resolution. For me it’s a time when I wish we could go forward into the year to come like children, eyes wide open, looking around with wonder, going with open heart and open mind into the adventures that await. Because life is full of adventures, whether we wish it to be or not.
But unlike children…
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