Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Quiet Reflection Sunday
And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
Rose from the dreams of it's wintry rest.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Ah Spring and poetry go together. I can hardly wait
for the leaves to turn. Saw a robin the other day!
This photo was taken at a park not far from my home.
It is my favorite spot. Hope you have a wonderful
Sunday. I will be busy painting with my grandson.
Sunday, January 11, 2015
QUIET REFLECTION SUNDAY- May the stars...
May the stars
carry your sadness away,
May the flowers
fill your heart with beauty,
May hope forever
wipe away your tears,
And above all,
may silence make you strong.
Chief Dan George
Good Sunday morning to you all.
Hope you all made special memories
this past holiday season.
January is a reflective time of year
for me. A quiet time for listening in.
A time for the stillness of nature as
it rests, that is until a clipper arrives.
I do not set goals or make elaborate
plans, instead I make a priorities map.
I take a large sheet of paper and
randomly write my priorities.
ex: spirituality, family, artist etc..
Throughout the month, as I reflect,
I will write under the headings things I may want to do to move along my path.
It is not a path of change, such as I will loose 50 pounds, but rather adding quality to my life, as defined
by me.
Is there something you would like
to do this year that would add to
the quality of your life? Please share,
I enjoy reading what others are doing.
Have a good week! Keep warm!
For those of you in warm climates,
I could use your sun.
Sue
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Quiet Reflection Sunday
Sunsets and rainbows, green forests and restive blue
seas, all naturally colored things are my siblings.
We have played together on the floor
of the world since the first stone
looked up at the stars.
Maya Angelou
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