Spirits of Delicate BalanceThe early morning sun breaks over the horizon,Finding the earth blanketed
Spirits of Delicate BalanceThe early morning sun breaks over the horizon,Finding the earth blanketed in frost.The white crystals refract the light,Fresh from the cosmic waters at the edge.Blades of grass crunch beneath my feet,Fresh in the quiet daylight.A sparkle of ice in the fading colors of morning,Small rainbows linking the green and the white.Here the edges blend together,A symphony of light that dances.The morning’s peace is in its balance,And the give and take of the cold and heat.To you Spirits of Delicate Balance,I call to you: I see your heart and soulIn the spaces you inhabit.I inhabit them with you today.The voice of the frosted mornSpeaks softly to my heart.May I find myself as even-keeledAnd yet mysterious as you. #PrayerADay #ADFDruidry [Image description: frost on the grass, by Rev. Michael J Dangler] -- source link
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