Eyes squeezed tight to shut out cold can’t see a winter world lit gold, will not perceive the gift of ember, can’t truly LIVE throughout December. * Our instinct when in pain is to flinch and shut it out – what are we missing of the lesson intended?
Eyes squeezed tight to shut out cold
can’t see a winter world lit gold,
will not perceive the gift of ember,
can’t truly LIVE throughout December.
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Our instinct when in pain is to flinch and shut it out – what are we missing of the lesson intended?
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I am not good friends with pain, but I know if I can relax and breathe it out (which I suppose is a kind of embracing of pain) it has less of a grip. It’s hard though.
It IS hard – I know. But I think it’s true nonetheless…
It’s so true – winter has its magnificent beauty when one is not loathing the cold. And in fact; when outdoors and moving – warmth heats the body and the snow is glistening with rainbow coloured hues of light.
Gorgeous poem.
Thank you Genie! I agree – even though some days it is harder to see and appreciate than others! 🙂
Thank you for another beautiful shot and reminder to keep my eyes open, so I can see Him! God bless you!
I think sometimes we need to adjust our eyes to the light – at first, it is rather like a glare – but when we are ready to see, it is beautiful!!
Just gorgeous.
Thanks! 🙂
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