(c) 2011 Howard McQueen
Winter strips the landscape
of all the annual beauty and camoflage.
The naked limbs and branches of trees
reveal their exoskeletons,
rooted in nothing but thin air.
Such stark contrast to the verdant
flora and fauna blossoming in Spring.
Ah Winter,
a time to rest and reflect,
a time to draw inward and concentrate the essence
for another ride around the sun.
As we learn to give into the deeper, slower cycles of mother Earth
we are offered another harmony to synchronize ourselves with and
- fill our lungs with God's breath
- walk naked in our Mother's biosphere
- drink of her wine
- sweat our hard work, joy and tears
- celebrate the simple abundances that generally come,
from so many things planted in her rich epidermis
under the radiance of our sun.
She is one amazing beauty,
this third planetary body from our sun.
Complex life exploding into myriad forms,
their empty shells composting,
only to again be reborn into form.
When we realize the great fortune
to be born
of this Earth, again,
We remember a set of ancient abide-by laws:
- to live in harmony
- to live in love
- to lead by example
Let the spirit of Winter strip you to the barest of essentials,
and feel what it is like to be freed.
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