Thursday 8 May 2014

in the still


the day began:
under yellow sun drops 
that drove 
the black night’s imaginings away . . .

enfolded, fairly good-naturedly:
in azure blue and green,  
and earth brown,  
and splashes of water and hope . . .

and then:
my footsteps fell 
on snaps of twigs
lovely – in the ruddy still . . . 

the sound:
the crack, crack, crackle,
crisp, canyon echo in the air  
I was there, I was there . . .

that I passed that way:
a small thing, I suppose,
and yet in that pure white  
so powerful . . .

I grinned – like a kid.

photo:  in the still – W. Bourke 

© 2014 Wendy Bourke

14 comments:

  1. one more day...one more footprint...one more chance to touch a life...its all the more reason to smile...

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    1. Sometimes in my writing (and I suppose everyone feels this way, from time to time) I finish a piece and wonder . . . And then I go to my blog – a bit later – and there is a great comment (such as this one, of yours) and I’m so pleased: “one more day...one more footprint...one more chance” – indeed . . . YES!!! Thank you, so much, Brian.

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  2. Ha! This made me smile too. The serenity, the hopefulness, the whole scene--so simple, so good--just makes me feel light too.

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    1. I've always found, there is something exhilarating (empowering, even) about the sound of one's footsteps - alone in the quiet of nature - a kind of reaffirmation that you are alive (in that moment) that is something, akin to spiritual, I think, and it does lighten one's heart.

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  3. I love how you bask in the glory of Nature and express your joy that touches us deeply...and I totally agree with what Brian says...

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  4. Yes, in Nature, I have found profound peace . . . something that, as a young person (in all honesty) I never would have imagined.

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  5. I love how just the sound of stepping on twigs snapped you into the reality of your being, that you were there.

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  6. Such a beautiful and serene piece to start a wonderful day:)

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    1. Thank you, Vandana. And welcome to my blog!

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  7. The still of the forest broken by the snap of a twig. There is a feeling of intrusion when it happens. One tends to be suddenly aware as it might awaken predators. Nicely Wendy!

    Hank

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    1. Yes, I think you're right - heightened senses. That is certainly there.

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  8. A forest walk.. some days that is all you need to smile.. the smells the twigs breaking... it's what spring should be..

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  9. It really is wonderful when one can recapture those childlike feelings & 'grin like a kid' again! Feeling as if one is experiencing something special, perhaps for the first time. I treasure those moments when they happen....and wish for more!

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