The sky opened in a shade of gray yesterday morning. Sunlight was not evident, so I spent time meditating and hoping for peace. As I reached for my laptop, Margaret Simon's Wednesday blog, "Photo Wants to be a Poem," popped up on my screen.
Margaret's photo from Louisiana showed a cardinal posing in a garden of silent stillness. In addition, Margaret shared her beautiful draft poem titled "Besotted". She also added a piece of Southern lore: cardinals visit humans who have lost a loved one. Other tales say that the cardinals carry messages from a heavenly place to earth, as a spiritual sign of connection with the deceased. Lore or not, I was touched that the red cardinal, a carrier of love, offered comfort, especially during this grieving time of life. --- This was Connection #1.
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draft CVarsalona, 2026, cherita poemPhoto by Margaret Simon
Connection #2: I am sending my poem with a link to Margaret for "This Photo Wants to be a Poem".
Nature nurtured me yesterday morning and
continues to do so today in the darkened rain.
Thank you Two Writing Teachers for offering reflective writers a meeting place.
"You pose in stillness" - I love that line. The sight of bright red cardinals against any backdrop always draws my attention. Thank you for sharing this poem.
ReplyDeleteLori, thank you for joining me today and becoming a slicer friend. Once when I was living in Long Island a cardinal came to perch on my white fence. It not only posed in silence but let me take its photo. Have a wonderful day.
DeleteCarol,
ReplyDeleteThese are lovely thoughts, a lovely poem, and a lovely way to see nature. I do believe nature heals.
Glenda, my years of writing have brought me to nature's ability to nurture my heart and soul. I just saw your sign in to Two Writing Teachers and plan on visiting your slice. The weather is still gray today but reading slicer friends' posts is comforting.
DeleteThe thought of nature nurturing us through challenging times is so powerful. I missed cardinals when I lived out west. They are now one of my most reliable feeder birds, and I look forward to their visits every morning and evening. (Elisabeth)
ReplyDeleteDiane(newtreemom)
ReplyDeleteA short poem, with such lovely lines… you pose in stillness, love perfumes the air… evoke the calm peace we find when we quiet our own hearts