“This is a wonderful day, I have never seen this one before.” ―Maya Angelou
“I have come to bring out the beauty you never knew you had, and lift you up like a prayer to the sky.” ―Rumi
“The world has been abnormal for so long that we’ve forgotten what it’s like to live in a peaceful and reasonable climate. If there is to be any peace or reason, we have to create it in our own hearts and homes.” —Madeleine L’Engle
“Miracles do not happen in contradiction to nature,
but only in contradiction to that which is known to us of nature.” —St. Augustine
“If you feel something calling you to dance or write or paint or sing, please refuse to worry about whether you’re good enough. Just do it. Be generous. Offer a gift to the world that no one else can offer: yourself.” —Glennon Doyle Melton
“See there! In your palm
are the rivers of story,
dragonfly wings, the pathways
of the heart: love, grief, desire.” —Beth Weaver-Kreider
by Beth Weaver-Kreider
The raucous owls were silent in their bamboo haunts
this morning as I rushed up the hill to meet the moon
emerging from her umbral shadow,
from her ombre ochre cocoon.
What moth will she become?
What butterfly will I?
I sat a moment at the junction where my road
meets the ridge, Mt. Pisgah Road before me,
then the tidy fence,
the dusky hill meadow,
a lacy line of trees across the hilltop,
and the changing moon above in chestnut orange glory
nestled into the indigo dawning.
I caught glimpses of her on my way down the ridge
and then in my mirror as I crossed the bridge
over the water and under the last dusk of night
and I saw then that she was only now just fading into the shadow,
only entering her transformation.
I had to leave her there behind me to do her work
behind the veils of dusky morning
while I drove into the shining pink of sunrise,
Venus riding high before me
and two crows above
lifting their wings in alleluia.
New Moon Haiku
“The now-naked arms
of the walnut tree cradle
the newly-born moon.” —Beth Weaver-Kreider
“Learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else.” —attributed to Leonardo da Vinci
1. Manna: there will be enough
2. Silence but for the night singers
3. Seeking the bridges to span the chasms
4. Rain and coolness
May we walk in Beauty!
2 thoughts on “Rivers of Story”
I loved this post so poetic. Beth,you have unusual talent..you word pictures sing
a sweet ballad in my heart. Thank you for sharing your gift with us .
Thank you, Donna!