The dark begins to fade gray
and the world looks like my bathroom after a shower.
The fog has come on little cat feet.
It sits on silent haunches and looks over the field.
Waiting.
In the spirit of God in the Yard, I pour a cup of coffee in my Michigan mug
(I know it should be tea)
and take Gracee’s red and blue Dora blanket to the porch.
I settle in a rocker.
Quiet.
Except for the constant churn of highway traffic.
The noise of life.
Moving here.
Moving there.
Going where?
Even the birds are hushed.
I think by not thinking.
I move by not moving.
I walk as I sit.
There are changes coming.
I see it dimly in the split-colored tree in front of me
and in the leafless tree next to it
the two bookmarked by towering evergreens.
I feel it as I inhale the damp
and sense Spirit hover
and I am at peace.
Still.
I whisper one word.
“God.”
The fog begins to stretch and yawn dawn.
It backs up over the field
and the tree line becomes clear in the distance.
A single bird sings the first note of the day
and morning explodes
spilling light
and music
and wonders
and I see
glory.
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on. ~Carl Sandburg
Linking with One Shot Wednesday, though I’m unsure about it today.
Also seeing with Ann Voskamp at Holy Experience later today.
Sandra, lovely pairing of images and words.
Thank you, Maureen.
i moved by not moving…my fav line…an excelent meditation…thank for sharing the moment with us. nice one shot
Thanks for making room for me. 🙂
Beautiful imagery, Sandra. I’m there with you (and at Holy Experience… Ann’s writing always captures me, too).
Even just saying “Holy Experience.” Deep sigh.
Thanks, Carol.
It should be tea???? Well I never. Great post 🙂 You’re beautiful
LOL, Coffee Girl.
No, you are. 😉
“and the world looks like my bathroom after a shower.” What a great line. Sense of peace reading this. (Hope your Michigan mug is Spartan green. lol) Nice One Shot!
My Michigan mug is here. 😀
In My Mind On a Michigan Monday
Beautiful!!
Thanks, Terri.
Don’t worry, coffee is just fine – especially in a Michigan mug!
(Save the tea for 3 p.m – that’s tea time)
Loved the Carl Sandburg quote in closing – very nice One Shot!
Depends on what you consider “Michigan mug.”
See response to Dustus. 😉
He loves to show us His glory.. and He is so thankful and pleased that you stopped to notice!
I’m stopping more these days.
Oh.. this is just wonderful.
I wish I enjoyed sunrises.
All I can think about at that early in the morning is how wonderful it would be to be in bed.
LOL. That’s when the world is alive.
P.S. Is the Southern Gal a lark or an owl?
To whisper just this one word, this one Name.
This is beautiful.
Thank you, Lyla.
This is gorgeous in photos and words. So peaceful, Sandra (and I admire you rising at dawn, just like LL!).
Here’s what works for me. I don’t set an alarm. I ask God to wake me. Of course, then I have to actually get up. 😉
How lovely, fills me with a sense of peace that swells into joy at the glory! Very beautifully expressed!
Wow. Thanks, Connie.
Very beautifully said and I liked it so much… thanks for sharing..the words exploded as your morning did with the birds singing… lovely..
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Thanks so much, Shasti.
Fabu. Quite a lovely write. Love and Light, Sender