Tumblings and tremblings….
I sat outside under Autumn treesunder a night sky so young
it still wore periwinkles and
raspberry pinks.
I lit wadded newspapers and began
building a little teepee
with the sweet smelling kindling
my sons had chopped earlier.By the time the fire was
glowing and warm,
the stars had begun to shine through
the canopy of leaves
and the night sky
turned a deep shade of sincerity.
I watched tree branches softly rising and falling
like sleeping giants
as the fire burned below them
and wondered what they dream
as their leaves,
whose days are waning,
flutter above the flames.
Do they long to pull them closer and hold them near a little longer
and dread the letting go?
Or do they already sense
the beauty of this dance with seasons
and relax about the falling
because they somehow know
that their living dreams will survive
even through the barren time to come
and, through no effort of their own,
return with sweet surging comfort
and thrive.
Like friendly ents
groaning under the weight of their wisdom,
they seem deeply at peace
in their willing release
of the leaves tumbling down around me
and so I lean the whole of me
into the heart of Love
and yield up my tremblings,
too.
the night sky
last night
so brilliant
it made
my heart ache
for
the beauty of it
"a deep shade of sincerity" indeed …
offering you
my deep shade
of sincerity
in loving
all your words
& sharing
what you see
& i ADORE
your tumbling art (A LOT).
lots of love. xoxox
Just as the brush strokes of your pen draw me, so do the brush stokes with their blend of colours in your art. Love this as we've been enjoying campfire nights with our granddaughters. There's a lot we can learn in the very nature of nature. easing down into His Grace, the only way to live. Beautifully said once again my friend. For the book…
Do they long to pull them closer and hold them near a little longer
and dread the letting go?
Or do they already sense
the beauty of this dance with seasons
and relax about the falling
because they somehow know
that their living dreams will survive
even through the barren time to come
and, through no effort of their own,
return with sweet surging comfort
and thrive.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for this quieting, centering word………oh how I needed that just now…..
my dear my dear, what a timely gift you are…
Youhave a gift with words! I love these two pieces equally. i love the fresh perspective you bring to pain and hardship. Because life is hard. But there are always hidden gifts. Thank you for the reminder.
Jen, I continue to be blessed coming here reading your heart on your blog. Thank you as always. Blessings and hugs.
"Watch for the hidden gifts when things tumble down…" I really enjoyed this theme, your image, and introspective poem.
Beautiful, beautiful…I love your brush strokes.
You paint a picture so beautifully with your poetry – I can practically see the sky wearing periwinkle and raspberry pinks! Scrumptious!
You paint a picture so beautifully with your poetry – I can practically see the sky wearing periwinkle and raspberry pinks! Scrumptious!
Beautiful words once again! I love your card about "watch for the hidden gifts when things tumble down and fall apart." So timely for me Jennifer. Such a beautiful way to look at things. Thank you for being such a shining light to us all and one of my sweet butterflies. You will have to go check out my blog post today to see what I mean.
♥Lee Ann
Beautiful words once again! I love your card about "watch for the hidden gifts when things tumble down and fall apart." So timely for me Jennifer. Such a beautiful way to look at things. Thank you for being such a shining light to us all and one of my sweet butterflies. You will have to go check out my blog post today to see what I mean.
♥Lee Ann
You can tell that you have developed a relationship with nature- like a very, very close friend- and you present it to us like a gift again and again. thank you so much for the beauty you add to my life.
As I was watching leaves falling from the trees this morning, it appears that they all decide together….that the time has come! I grinned as I thought to myself…does the ground tell them, the wind and rain, the cold fronts that begin coming in….does the sun and the earth's turns actually have control over the seasons? Awh….we know too much, don't we! Thank you again for wonderful words that bring such pleasure to me.
and so I lean the whole of me
into the heart of Love
and yield up my tremblings,
too.
Nothing short of brilliant. And, oh! I am stunned by the art that accompanies this post. I love all your art, but this piece particularly speaks to me. You stun me, Jennifer. Your talent thrills and teaches me.
Jennifer… not only is it such a treat to read your beautiful words, but I so enjoy the comments left by your bloggy friends… I feel that your entries really take the reader somewhere familiar, and they express that back in their comments. Like me, they feel gratitude towards you for taking time to write such inspiring thoughts and emotion. Also, I agree with all who posted before me that your art is an extra treat and is the perfect compliment to your words. I'm wondering if you are selling your cards? Would make lovely Christmas gifts for friends.
Beautiful as always. You've been on my heart these last few days. Keep soaring Jennifer!