The Winter of Spring - AROS

Terrific inspiration on Writing Our Way Home this morning.

Orange blazes through the treetops that a brilliant cardinal exercises in

Throw open the sashes to welcome the warmth, the possibilities

Breakfast on the front porch while cats inspect and dog lolls

Ah, spring in winter, the winter of spring, the hope

Absorbed Within the Soul - AROS

I've haven't written first thing in the morning in a very long time. Plus, I've not been too all very mindful lately. A piece written on my favorite site, Writing Our Way Home, inspired me and awakened the moment I'd not been present enough to enjoy initially. Thankfully, our soul absorbs those moments and holds them for us until we're ready. 

Absorbed Within the Souls

Naked limbs outside the window dance

They were shy and still a moment before

When I stood beneath in lighting gray

A rustle in the brush put Mellow in stance

And fluttering flakes dampened my nose

The moment gone without presence

Absorbed tho within the soul to know 

I Want to Know Life

I want to know life

To taste the salty sweetness

Smell breezes and hear flower petals

As they unfold beneath the suns’ caress

I want to know life

Weather is Weather - AROS

Weather is weather wherever.

Warm, cold rains, hot snow

Chicago saying:

            Don’t like the weather? Wait a minute, it’ll change.”

Same in Georgia, Wisconsin, Tennessee, anywhere you go

Just pack a suitcase for the day and don’t complain.