As the beauty of the sparkly sunshine
suddenly turns to a more colour-
less
kind of sky
snowflakes increase in velocity
and a cold brisk wind begins to
nip
I have just stopped for counsel
with
the morning dove
the dove represents peace of the deepest kind, I tell her
said to soothe and quiet our worried or troubled thoughts,
enabling us to renewal in the silence of the mind…
I read that somewhere, I say to her
making prints in the snow with my feet
Mmmhmm, she says
what is it I can help you with
I’m wondering, if we have lost our capacity
for compassion
you know, for caring about our fellow man, and
such
we spend a great deal of time on OUR RIGHTS
even when, more often than not we aren’t even clear
about what that means
we are just sure that something or other
has been infringed upon
not really, are You ok
do You have enough to eat, and shelter
from the cold
are You feeling well of
spirit
is there anything vital, you might need
how would you say,
is your heart
oh no, I’m fine thank you, I was just wondering
about
you…
we don’t seem to care about the simple things
like
gratitude
(sigh) … so much to be thankful for
we much prefer to be loud nowadays
seem to like ourselves better, boisterous
proving our smarts
as
the
bullies
I guess, what I’m wondering is
does it ruffle your feathers
much
She looks at me, just kindly
from her lofty perch
and we stay there, for a time
neither one of us speaking
just breathing
slow
the wind blusters around, and her feathers blow
but she sits
just
still
when I have felt all tension leave my body
and a warming sort of feeling, I can only describe as
love,
washes over me
I smile then, and I say to her
peace,
caring,
compassion
begins right here, doesn’t it…
with me ♥