Light dawns and brings with it a new day.

I no longer twist and turn and drift, a leaf in the wind.

No, i am as an oak tree whose roots have buried themselves deep in the earth drawing water through a great tap root my arms great branches that flex and bend in the wind.

I am a song; wind-music moves through me and I hear the harmonies of the universe in the music of the spheres, my soul at one with creation.

Can you understand the song I sing? It is a new one full of life and flight and rootedness and I am no longer set adrift in dead calm.

I am the sea gull set free.

April 7, 2015 Diane

(Photo credit Diane Yoder, Chicago, Lake Michigan breakwater 2009)


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