Sunday, April 20, 2014

Black Bear Wakes

        
                                                                  ... black bear wakes
                                                   
                                          ... I lie still / listen

                                                                        ... all around the cabin tender ferns rise

                                                       



Photograph by Dorian Stretton

10 comments:

  1. just the title called me, but the words have me thinking and feeling calm and curious at the same time

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    1. I'm glad for your response, Linda ... exactly what I was feeling ... calm about letting go of what was, feeling/seeing the new emerge, and also curious what incredible beauty I know lies ahead ... :)

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  2. From the perspective of the bear coming out of hibernation, wouldn't spring be even more spectacular?

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    1. What an amazing thought that is! I'm going to walk through this day with the eyes of a bear. :)

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  3. guess what on the way to the studio yesterday up on the mountain I saw a bear cub, a yearling, he was walking along the road and when I drove up I slowed down and he looked back over his shoulder at me, they must be out of their dens now, of course I thought of you and your poem

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    1. Oh, Linda, how wonderful! I'm so glad you came back and shared that with me. Very, very cool.

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  4. Sweet! Full of peace and life.

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  5. delicate, contemplative, full of gentle melancholy.
    happiness too.

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    1. Thank you so much, Friko, for this thoughtful comment.

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