1 sept 2012…. The rising sun looks like the full moon from last night over the lake. It IS extraordinary. Nature can make me cry with joy. I breathed in the Full Moon and this morning I breath in the rising Sun. I am one gal getting alll Filled up with 24 hours of Light fantastic.
Oh… and eating a cantaloup from MSU’s horticultural research garden. WAT? I KNOW… I AM a lucky kinda girl.
Light’s circle is not broken
in the rise of golden light
falling to the eminence
of Moon full in the dark
blue of the night
All hale in the Hale
of Michigan’s northern
exposure, in celebration
of Nature’s give without
concern of the taking
Patterns in cycles change
The circle of life is not
broken in tempest or peace.
The Sun rises and the Moon
shimmers a path in the round about
The metaphor slithers around me
as I sluff off old yesterdays
renewed to the pattern of the day
rising and setting, filling and
being full, Dark and Light
All hale in the Hale of Michigan
knowing I am exposed to
this great abundance of
nature’s great giving.