In the Garden

Prairie blue eyes HDR

 

Hatred breeds where darkness obscures

the beauty attached to cells

which split and divide with remarkable similarity;

every heart bleeds blood.

Every soul’s veins mark its skin in tattoos inked with life.

To decide that one of the Earth’s peoples should be obliterated

is to nominate one flower for destruction.

Would you choose the rose? Or the sweet pea?

Which deserves death?

What reasons could justify the removal

of one shade in the spectrum,

 pure Light knit whole?

Colours, textures, scents, flavours –

the loss of but one is to deny the rainbow its arc,

the garden its splendour.

What great catastrophe will be required to cut away the cataracts

 that blind us to our collective dignity?

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My heart is heavy as I consider some of the newsfeed I have read this morning. Will we never learn that hatred is ugly? That violence is evil? That each of us has a place in the Global Garden? What legacy will we leave to our children if we cannot learn to love our neighbours?

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Rainbow of Reparation

Rainbow of reparation, prism of penance,

squaring things off at the end of the day;

apology accepted, remuneration made quittance –

your colours excuse  and keep winter at bay.

The Beauty of Nature

I don’t think there is anyone alive who would deny that true beauty can be found all around us – you just need the eyes to see it.  It is in the air around us, invisible and delicious in its compounded molecules.  It is in the sky – dancing in cloud formations, taking wing with birds in flight.  It is on the ground, laughing in the soft grass, singing in vegetables and fruits as they grow.  It is under the earth, in the riches and ores that fuel our function and feed our vanity.  It is thundering in a waterfall, riding a rainbow, painting a sunset, calling from cliff to sea.  God’s gracious and astoundingly creative fingerprints cover every detail; from the flagellum of a bacterium, to the ice- fire trail of a comet, there is much to see, smell, ponder.

SunshineTungurahua Erupts (Patrick Taschler)  Tungurahua sometimes erupts spectacularly. Pictured above, molten rock so hot it glows visibly pours down the sides of the 5,000-meter high Tungurahua, while a cloud of dark ash is seen being ejected...image was captured in 2006 as ash fell around the photographer. Located in Ecuador, Tungurahua has become active roughly every 90 years for the last 1,300 years.Adelboden Switzerland

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Where do you see beauty in nature?