Practicing from the Heart in the age of Technology - All articles and poems are by Reza Ghadimi, unless otherwise noted.
Expectations of summer
Hot days, green pastures Lazy afternoons Firefly evenings Dreams of cold winter nights. Now the blue skies and Gathering clouds Awaken a primal sense of All that is sacred to the cycle of life The ripened fruits by the murmuring brook. Overhead, the call of a hawk To its mate, tells of families Old and waiting anew to grow. The young meeting in the brush, tree or hilltop With promises for a future, as the old snooze. Deep in the abyss, mother nature Stews nature's goodness in ocean's cauldron Healing plants and living fish Enough to feed man and beast For this blessing, thanks are given. Thanks to the winds of the north Thanks to the rising sun of the east Thanks to the rains of the south Thanks to the night of the west. Oh great creator, Give us wisdom to live on this earth in peace. Reza Ghadimi July 2022
0 Comments
Your comment will be posted after it is approved.
Leave a Reply. |
Archives
October 2024
|