Sunday, December 9, 2012

A Singing Bird will Come...

 If I keep a green bough in my heart a singing bird will come.
                                                                                              Chinese Proverb

Things are starting to get rushed. We still have to make the Christmas cards and I'm afraid I'll forget someone. (Or forget to send cards altogether like last year...) There are presents to wrap and what if the Sprocket is devastated because his bigger, bigger robot with a button is not big enough? So many people to see and end of year good byes and...

Deep Breath.

This is the season of joy.
The season of magic.

Deep breath.

I wander to the book shelf. Returning to an earlier love I have neglected - poetry. My collection has been recently returned to me after a few years down at the beach house.

I saw a thousand herons who came here singing 
Flying, making a thousand sounds
Saying to the shepherds: glory be to heaven
And peace on earth for Jesus has been born 

(Riu, riu, chiu) Anonymous 16th c Spanish Folk Song

If I keep a green bough in my heart a singing bird will come...

Time to be still and remember, this is the season of joy. 

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