Sunday, January 23, 2011

A gift of song

The gift of your song
sings me into life,
and spring;
can part the clouds within,
reveal the blue
that lies beneath;
awaken buds
that welcome winter rain
and sense the blessings
it can promise
for the days that lie ahead.
Your pure, heartfelt exuberance
invites me back into possibility;
calls forth a welling-up of hope
and welcomes back
a clear felt sense of the Divine.

2 comments:

nlmiller said...

watching the birds from my kitchen window, and now the cavorting of three squirrels - simple blessings that bring my winter heart back to life. Thank you Diane.

drw@bainbridge.net said...

Thanks Nancy -- I miss you!