Stars of Wonder

Stars are astonishing indeed.  A twitter friend had posted wondering “if stars whisper secrets, sharing our dreams as they shimmer above.”  To which I replied:

“Stars do share their secrets.  In the quiet of the night as we dream, they guide us back to awakening.  But as we hurry through our day, only fleeting scraps remain.  The stars just want us to know they are our ancestors.  They are waiting for us.  Let us not forget.”

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I feel a deep connection to the stars.  I believe many people do.  This relationship we have is very hard to describe - we feel a kind of hiraeth.  Why else are we so fascinated by their presence?

The next chance you get to see the stars, remember to dream.       Theresa M



It's the Time of Some Season or Other

Appreciate each season, never knowing which one will be the last.


Not sure if spring will be a new thing each year, as the winter times seem to be melting away these days.  Unseasonably high temperatures throughout most of the winter months in recent years seems to be happening everywhere.  Poor Mother Nature.  She must be so confused.


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Perhaps the above poem would provide inspiration for a new poem about the winter that never came.  But I sure hope winter will visit again. I do so love the changing seasons.      Theresa M