Beauty is in the music of the moon
the spring spray soaring
blue as oceans
green as gardens
where red roses burgeon
and the wind plays stringed meadow grass
blows dreams through forest trees.
Beauty too in the sadness of lake water
beneath the rain
the sedge shivering in the cold
and the scattering of petal feathers
newly hatched and already gone
into the shadows of the long sleep.
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There is beauty in all of this, the cycles of birth and death.
There is, and we had the same words, the same images. Yours didn’t have the death, but it had the shadows.
Yes–the first part was a lot alike. 😀
I liked how you had a fiddler and I had the wind playing the strings.
Oh! You’re right. I hadn’t even thought of it. The Oracle is tricky, isn’t she? 😀
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Yes, you’re right! 😀
Lovely, I like the mixture of dark and light. KL ❤
Thank you 🙂 The Oracle is often like that. Never too optimistic.
Beautiful…….everything moving towards its end even as the buds are unfurling………I especially like the image of the sadness of lake water beneath the rain.
Thanks Sherry. I do find some aspects of the countryside sad in the rain. Not trees, but open water especially.
Beautiful ❤
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Agreed. Beautiful.
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Its all part of the wonder of living. (K)
Just love the rising and falling in this, the movement, the seasons, the stages of beauty 👏👏
I think many animals and plants know how to die gracefully. They leave a little reminder behind, but no drama.
Since this pandemic has begun, i always are thinking on the positive site of life. All the others will come, with or without regrets.
You’re one of the people who isn’t tearing his hair and raging at how our lives have ground to a halt? It’s hard for some people, financially and for the students, but most of us are really not so badly off.
It might sound a bit strange, but somehow I always had to and am allowed to run after my money. In addition, if you are in a difficult situation, you cannot be angry about it. Perhaps now there will finally be the necessary changes, or a “big noise” that leads to the same thing, but of course with initially more negative effects.
Beautiful like a life should be.
Thank you. Yes, that’s the pattern. Even if we don’t like all its aspects.