"The first of this year's
leaves lets go and drifts,
no breeze to bear it.
leaves lets go and drifts,
no breeze to bear it.
With lazy grace the leaf
unwinds it's growing
season in a dancing
downward spiral, lands
in silence, making of
itself a perfect offering
to the altar of the earth."
unwinds it's growing
season in a dancing
downward spiral, lands
in silence, making of
itself a perfect offering
to the altar of the earth."
from Poems from the Heart of Yoga
Danna Faulds
Danna Faulds
2 comments:
Love that photo. Hope you are feeling better.
Eden
Pretty picture and a beautiful poem to match:-)
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