Hallelujahs all around! An all-inclusive Glory Be! Mendelssohn and Rimsky-Korsikov festival music with timpani and brass at breakfast. It feels great to be alive, any day! My Easter-oriented upbringing is always in the background, even though I’m facing Eastern lately. May JOY be universal, however you find it.
Today’s poetry prompt for NaPoWriMo was simply to go outside with a notebook and perhaps a camera and write a poem. So I did. I didn’t go any further than 4 steps beyond my porch stairs, sat down beneath the maple tree, and opened up. Miracles are all around.
Glorious ordinary wholly happy day
Treasure-hunting among the obvious
I shall not be in want
Fresh dandelions, wind-blown chimes
Bacon, my kitchen incense
Strawberries’ radiant red miracle
Greenery below, above; and vaulted space
A sanctuary innocent, unstained by shame
I call it Life.
scillagrace 
Nice picture, Nice poem!
Thank you! Glad you stopped by!
Your welcome
Whether Pattern
If
I stop to
consider the who
the how
the what
the which
I don’t know any more
than what I started with
But
the surf breaks
clattering through stones
with insistent carelessness
the wind
the sky closed white
the debris
are satisfied with not knowing
whether any more is
photos from today are posted at http://www.flickr.com/photos/dkkinsf
white sky resists knowing
Happy, Happy day to you from across the miles Scilla. Love the grass shot 😉
YOur yard/home looks like it could be mine:)
Just renting a half a duplex in Milwaukee; the yard is all of 100 sq. feet. But flora and fauna hang our there daily. 🙂
great photos! i love the colours that are exposed i find myself smiling 🙂 and your poem is o so comforting, almost as if i’m outside that window smelling the bacon and smiling, thanks so much for sharing 🙂
Thanks for stopping by! Your work on that matte painting is coming along very nicely! 🙂