This is from Mitch Teemley. Mitch keeps us smiling and chuckling with the terrific sense of humor through which he view life. This little jewel of a poem reflects a deep sense of awareness…
The world is born in the spring
rejoices in summer
and bundles its blessings in autumn
But only in the winter
does it learn who it is
Thanks to Mitch Teemley for this whimsical (but very profound) offering! If you haven’t found Mitch’s site, The Power of Story, go there!! (Well, I mean, read this first, THEN go there.) You’ll laugh, be inspired, made to think. And you will have fun. Thanks, Mitch!
no longer winter.
Transition’s the only
So why should we wait
to lift up our hearts?
Let us huddle together
and celebrate Sprinter!
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“To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.”
The seasons, they are a-changin’ here in Missouri; the weather is trying to make up its mind between frost or sunshine. The plants are going dormant and the bugs are dying off (finally–I should buy stock in “deet”; and as much as I use, it’s probably a good thing that I’m not within childbearing age anymore.) Each season, it’s like nature just decides to try something new, and even though it’s the same rotation, it’s always got it’s own spin. (Pardon the pun.)
And if nature gives itself permission, why not me, too?
Therefore, for this week I will initiate my first “Blogging Blast”, which is a blog per day for one whole week. You can take that as a promise or a warning, whichever seems appropriate. I realize this is no big deal for some veteran bloggers, and yes, I shamelessly use the scheduler without remorse. And yes, I try to keep them to around 500 words, so granted, they are none of them literary tomes that will likely end up in the Library of Congress. (Fear not! My weekly “Not-My Poetry” will be published as scheduled.)
Regardless, each post will be published at 0800 (Central Time) so feel free to check in (or alternately go off the grid, just to be safe).