Though Waves Crash

Poem by Founding Member Sharon Riegie Maynard

The mist has settled over the land.

My eyes glimpse the green of the pines through the mist.

And try as I may, I see only that which is close to my body.

The earth holds me firmly without question.

I hear the soaring songs of birds from perches I cannot see

I breathe in the moisture held as particles in the space I stand.

I know the sun remains, although hidden from view.

The earth holds me firmly without question.

And I am.

Not as I was yesterday.

Not as I will be tomorrow.

As I am today.

In the mist, in the pines, in the songs, in the moisture of breath.

Today.


And the Earth holds me firmly.


photo by: Jan Antonin Kolar

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