Morning Miracle every day -
This morning I saw the stars, bright lights in a black sky, and then,
the pink of dawn. I was reminded of one of my favorite poems, Daybreak
by Galway Kinnell.
I want to speak about the feeling of loss. I think that is what I
was feeling yesterday morning, that place where the leaf has said
good-bye to the branch and is floating down toward the ground.
Yes, I could just be in the float, but I was looking up at the branch,
wanting to thank it for all that it has been to me. Today, I am
in the float, and one day, I will meet the ground. For now,
I am here.
the pink of dawn. I was reminded of one of my favorite poems, Daybreak
by Galway Kinnell.
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I want to speak about the feeling of loss. I think that is what I
was feeling yesterday morning, that place where the leaf has said
good-bye to the branch and is floating down toward the ground.
Yes, I could just be in the float, but I was looking up at the branch,
wanting to thank it for all that it has been to me. Today, I am
in the float, and one day, I will meet the ground. For now,
I am here.