“Mysteries, Yes”

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds
will never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads. — Mary Oliver

Opening reflection chosen and read by Nancy L.

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Discovered

Thick knotted rope
dangles
from a hefty limb
of live oak
knowing centuries
near the edge of the pond.
This line of woven cotton
in the hands of choice
means capture, death,
freedom, release.
Hold on tight,
swing,
hang loose,
fly free
at one time, still,
depends
on the color of the day.

Swimming in Trust

anhinga glides
the surface of the pond
green green
with envy I am
at how true
he does his part:
moves feet,
spreads wings,
lifts and stretches, relaxes back
into such effortless welcome
of being held.

Photo and poetry by Amy Webb

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Photos by Marina L.

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I had no clear intention for my walk today — I wanted to be open to all of the wonder abounding in this raw environment at Stables Park. Two themes emerged through the stillness, beauty and glory of this day… diversity, and life and death cycles. The environment was filled with sturdy trees that have witnessed much natural and human history, delicate grasses blowing in the breeze, wispy Spanish moss holding on by a thread, ropes and chains tied to trees by human hands, new growth amidst dying vegetation, birds joyously singing, and so much more. This diverse environment seemed to come together as a symphony with each player an integral part of the whole. 

Photos and reflection by Nancy L.

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