I’m sitting on my bed, looking out my window. The
sun hasn’t yet broken the horizon, but there are evidences it’s on the
way–a layered sky of pinks then blue, delicate streaks of cloud
lingering in the division. The silhouette of barren tree is beautiful
to me…stark, exposed, but with the promise of more in just a little
while. Delicate branches reach out, inviting a host of life into its
hold, not greedy or selfish, just available. Loosely held, but with a
measure of protection…and that’s enough.
Between me and the sharp, cold air–a reminder that Spring hasn’t yet
arrived–are two windows, slightly obscured with mossy green velvet,
always drawn open to coax in the light. It is then and only then that
I see finger prints and nose prints, remnant token of closer looks on
I think its telling what my eyes were drawn to first–beauty and promise.
Time to rise and shine….:)
Beautiful post Robin. Insightful, descriptive, poetic!
GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO!!!! =)
Sunrise always reveals the water spots and dust on my east facing windows.
If I could read this with my eyes closed, I would’ve, imagining your tree emerging naked from the bright green moss–the promise of things to come.
Reminds me of the Christian life. Our hope is in the future resurrection–the recreated, redeemed, restored earth. But even now, God gives us a taste with verdant moss.
Hey there Sunshine!
Wow, you made me want to go back to bed to get up again. And THAT’s saying something!
Wow, that was beautiful.
I need to take more time in the morning to get myself acclimated to my day like that (and maybe it will help when I can hear birds chirpng!)
lovely, robin. thanks for sharing this beautiful moment.
Jenny, Thank you…I couldn’t shake that mood, I HAD to write, ya know?
Thank you, too, Marsha :).
Jeannie & Sister Honey Bunch, 😀
Pamela, That C O U L D be a helpful thing, but I’d rather be blind ;).
Heather, LOVE your response…you woke up waxing poetic, too!!
Holly, Do overs are welcome ;).
Lisa, my days don’t always begin with such thought…some days I wanna hurt somebody!
Janet, the pleasure was mine :).
ooh, Robin, I can feel it!! sigh…
What Heather said. Totally:).