Sunsets of the Heart

Clarity of Spirit - Image c Lynda Lehmann

Evening Enchantment - Image c Lynda Lehmann

What do you think of when you see a gorgeous sunset?  Do you feel joyous?  Or do you become a bit wistful, or maybe downright forlorn?  Maybe you feel regrets for the past or hopes for the future.  Or a nameless mix of strong emotions that you would not even try to identify....

For me the latter is the case.  So many attitudes, perceptions, and emotions seem to surface in the face of that glory: a brilliant, flaming sky that signifies the end of another day of the life cycle.  It's hard to separate or put into words what I'm thinking or feeling.  Yet I'm grateful for the inspiration and catharsis of it.

I will think of all my blogging friends when I bear witness to the sunset tonight, and wish for each of you to experience much beauty and peace in your lives.

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Foot of the Tree

Foot of the Tree - Image c Lynda Lehmann 2010

Gnarled, nicked, worn and splintered but always intertwined, trees roots rib the forest floor in a matrix of organic relationship, growth and mystery. Though their twists and turns may evoke dependency and struggle, tentativeness and uncertainty, a strong and enduring quality permeates their presence, as well.

Just like the groping roots and tangled vines, we are organic; we are of the Earth. As do the roots, vines and branches, each of us must move not in a straight line towards our goals, but in fits and spurts, past curves and detours, to reach them. Wish not for a straight and obvious path, but for the strength and tenacity to find your way.

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Whispers and Lake Shadows

Glory Sky

Night Rhythms

Dusk

Twilight Solace

Burnished

WHISPERS AND LAKE SHADOWS

A passing loon cuts a wide swath across the lake, shining more smooth and white-silver in the expanse.

Water glows in sparkling, vast ribbons here, shimmers in tiny fish-scale patches there, moves in undulating bands of black in other places.

Where does the shimmer begin? ...Or the glow end? There are merging points invisible to me; forces incomprehensible to me; power hidden from me yet apparent by its echoes and traces.

I am not a holy person but I am surrounded by the Holy. I rejoice in my smallness and ignorance, glad that the Largess of the universe holds a place for me.

Are all these etchings of wind, current, deep-water spring, and journey, the realm of the snapping turtle and the silent bass who glides under the dock? Or do they hold a note of truth for me, as well?

--Poem c Lynda Lehmann 2010

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