Saturday, December 24, 2011

Light

Was it light?
Was it light within?
Was it light within light?
Stillness becoming alive,
Yet still?

A lively understandable spirit
Once entertained you.
It will come again.
Be still.
Wait.


Poem -- Theodore Roethke
Photos -- © 2011 M. Owen

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Light multiplying
thru prismatic windows
eyes jelling in

rapture, passion -
Wait - hold memory -
yet this glow

goes on marking
paths to
our sole true

source

Sheila Robertson said...

Happy Holidays to you both. May the light multiply in the year to come.

Petrea Burchard said...

Thank you, Ms. M, for your visits and comments. Merry Christmas to you and your poet.

dive said...

Merry Christmas (and all of those other winter solstice celebrations) to you both, Ms.M. Wishing you every happiness.

Shell Sherree said...

How lovely! Wishing you a peaceful and contented Christmas, Ms M, bathed in golden light such as this.

Ms M said...

Thank you to all of you for being regular visitors and for your wonderful comments! Holiday blessings to all of you!

altadenahiker said...

What a perfect pairing.

Ms M said...

Thank you, Altadenahiker. When I found the poem, it just seemed to click.

Shell Sherree said...

Wishing you a blessed and beautiful New Year, Ms M!