Place of Refuge

Place of Refuge

08 February 2012

winter stillness



Although
we haven't had much snow,
my mind has felt numb these days.
Hibernation, I believe, is meant to be the condition
of women and men during the season of shorter days.

Words themselves seem
to have taken refuge
in the cave of  my mind.


So,
I have found it very hard to write blog entries
on things like
the Republican candidates (we are, it would seem, in America's endtimes,
during which the best candidates we can muster are the ones
who embody our overindulgences and mutations),
sinking cruise ships,
Madonna's Super Bowl Half Time Show,
or men who kill their children
then light their house on fire.

The desperation of each of these silences me
and makes me simply want 
to look close at each
and every day.


I actually pray
for more snow,
so 
the earth too can slumber with me.

I know,
as you know,
that after great silence comes
sound--

in the meantime, I will write here sometimes,
on days of thaw,
or share the words of others with you
that I think
are worthy of contemplation.

Be well,
dear friends --
I'm still here!


(all photos by Makropoulos)



7 comments:

laurak@forestwalkart said...

no snow here but i have been feeling as though i'm hibernating.
i'm comfortable doing that.
and trying to clear my mind of all the things i'd rather not think about.

i have not felt like myself lately.

you be well too...enjoy the silence and the slumber.
we'll be here...or there...

gorgeous pictures!!

Makropoulos said...

Thank you, Laura! Note the smudge on the lens, left over from when I dropped the camera. The one thing I have done is learn to cross-country ski.

Debra She Who Seeks said...

The world's a crazy place. Enjoy your relaxing activities instead!

Makropoulos said...

Thanks, Debra! You, too.

Makropoulos said...

Thanks, Debra! You, too.

Makropoulos said...

Thanks, Debra! You, too.

Makropoulos said...

Thanks, Debra! You, too.