Thursday, June 16, 2011

from feeling to thought to paper

Here at the Christian Community I think it is fair to say that creative Spirituality is a good part of our social aspect. Past festivals come to mind where we had various workshops of many kinds, poetry contributions from more than several people and a whole assortment of artistic presentations brought forth also with people from Cascadia and the Waldorf School.
Almost exactly two months ago I had a sudden flood of ideas for this poem while I was at work at Cascadia, I had gone down to the creek to wash my hands I believe. By the time I got home that evening I had it pretty well worked out on paper but I have to admit I tweaked a few words just before I got ready to type it out here today. I am calling it:


Water trail, woodland grows

We went down to the creek today; my childhood came with me and held my hand for awhile. Invisible, nearly silent and not quite so noiseless beings came to murmur almost secret goings-ons of Spring's gradual but ever faster explosion along the water banks. My childhood smiled and spoke softly:
" These are the kinds of places you used to play in, among Nature's peaceful roots popping out of the ground and the wide spread of green boughs and different coloured blooms." The spaces between trees were calm as Sun unfolded it's golden blanket and elsewhere a woodpecker hammered on a metal furnace chimney. "Still looking for bugs?" I wondered. I thought to myself: "The woods are almost nicer now than in mid-Summer because every thing is so suddenly fresh and not over burdened." Don't get me wrong, I like most things about every season by the time it comes along. Then I went back to my work and to write this down later so I could think of it again someday and to share it with you.

(That woodpecker was heard a few times this Spring on the North Shore and I would be amazed to see who responds to say they heard it too. Once, during a Thursday morning co-worker biography presentation, it began a very loud rat-a-tat-tat on the Cascadia chimney and most everyone had a good chuckle about it!)

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