September 22, 2018

Aglow 9/22/18

This weekend, Spark and Spitfire introduces a new regular weekend post called AGLOWwhich will feature a poem that has had meaning for me — and perhaps for you, too. Peace to all.

 

A GIFT by Denise Levertov

Just when you seem to yourself

nothing but a flimsy web

of questions, you are given

the questions of others to hold

in the emptiness of your hands,

songbird eggs that can still hatch

if you keep them warm,

butterflies opening and closing themselves

in your cupped palms, trusting you not to injure

their scintillant fur, their dust.

You are given the questions of others

as if they were answers

to all you ask. Yes, perhaps

this gift is your answer.

 

SOURCE: Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems,

edited by Phyllis Cole-Dai & Ruby R. Wilsonpage 69

PHOTOS: Dying butterfly found on noon walk with Adrienne, September 21

Spider web, morning walk, September 3

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  • I had created the scheduled this post BEFORE my noon walk with Adrienne yesterday. It was sheer coincidence that we came across this dying butterfly in the middle of a sidewalk. Remembering the lines from this poem that mention a butterfly, I stopped, Adrienne picked up the butterfly, I took the photo and then she left it in a nearby bed of flowers.

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