Reverie at Wagg Creek

It is the boulders in the stream bed

that gives the stream a voice.

Without the boulders

there would be no stories to tell

and it is the stories

that call us to listen

and, in the lap of listening,

drift into reverie.

Here, the blessings of light

bathe the sacred space

between all things.

Between the western red cedar

and the big leaf maple,

the midges and the mayflies

weave and whirl

in the blessings of light.

At the heart of this ecstatic dance

stands a towering silence,

the voice of reverie,

calling us to this sacred space

between all things,

calling us to dance

the ecstatic dance

and bathe in the blessings of light.

I am a poet, workshop facilitator and life coach hopelessly in love with the beauty all around me! For more information about me and the services I provide please visit www.afocusonhappiness.com

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