Sunday October 5
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In the morning of the day
The trees their branches sway in the wind
painting with leaves their glorious arcs
do they sway in the wind
because they live and the wind is there
and pushes them to and fro
in the dance
of survival
Or do they live to sway
in the wind
beautiful as they are
or is it a delicate balance
of both yet neither
As the wind moves the trees
the cold seeps from shoe
through sole
to feet
and the leaves begin
their glorious show
first here and there
then everywhere
As sunlight rises on the hill
beneath the open sky
Brr..up there
in our heart a song grows
As I struggle in our creative space
for our life our way
you and I
slight swift and gentle
determined beautiful one
as we patiently wait
firmly ourselves
we our effort
real and lasting
and so our song goes on
October 3
* courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.