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Now is a time for the seasons to dance.  

Is the ice encroaching or melting back?

 Is the moss pushing forward or about to be held in icy repose?

All of the above.

The seasons move rhythmically back and forth throughout the year

 – taking turns leading and following – 

 in a timeless procession of grace and beauty.

 

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Blue water is brown with sediment; grey rock is red with lichen.

Our interactions with others colour us and make us more interesting.

Imagine the water ‘pure’ like bottled;

picture the rock clean and monochromatic like cement.

It’s just not natural.

 

 

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A lone rock with sails of snow set out on a journey one day.

It came upon wondrous new surroundings

even though it stood still in its travels,

 for the cloud-patterned sky, scents on the wind,

a flash of birds and fish, and the determined tide

all passed closely by.

 

 

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As the sun sets on winter, we can reflect on the fact that

change is omnipresent in our lives.

The change of seasons represents a natural flow of impermanence

that is uncomplicated, and easy to experience with acceptance.

This acceptance of change can then be applied to other,

often more difficult, types of transformation in our lives.

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What these ancient eyes must have seen over their centuries on Earth.

The sun and moon rising and setting some hundred thousand times?

Enough rain and snow falling to fill a sea? A parade of insects, animals, birds

and fish that would stretch for miles if seen all at once?

What wisdom must have accumulated through

the patient observance of nature’s way.

 

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There are moments during the winter when the snow and cold and ice

all make sense; when the landscape is changed from a busy dappled palette

to a stunning monochromatic rendering.

Photographers do this at their discretion to create a

stylistic presentation of a particular scene.

Nature does this completely at random and it is up to the observer

to appreciate what has happened.

 

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Spring lives in the heart of winter,

sleeping within the ebb and flow of its pulsing rhythm;

gradually growing stronger through each beat of a storm surge,

each resting moment of stillness,

until the warmth of life returns.

(For Patrick)

 

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