I've bean working on a new poetry book

and this one isn't going to be in it

because of the picture. So I still like

to pass for people to read it .

The forgotten road

Once upon a time

People had a need

For a place to worship God

Shortage of finances made

Volunteers build

A cross at a summer camp

Getting more money for living

The road to praise God

Had no more use

Wild greenery took over

Moss covered the cross...

Does God sit under it and cry?...

First day of spring, according to calendar

It does not look like the sun will shine today. It does not help to receive the new season with smile. March is always treacherous and it isn't over yet.
I've done my laundry and thoughts are still twirling in my mind about a thought I started yesterday, but got interrupted by a phone call.
I was rereading a book by Theodor Storm, a German writer. It was the only book I brought with me to Canada. It had the story "Immensee" ( Lake name in Germany) in it. I could not remember why I did chose this book, so I have to read it again to remember what tied me to save it. It does feel strange - the souvenirs we keep for years and most of the time don't even remember where we placed them.
I do have another miniature book I brought in a coat pocket with me when I left Latvia. It is written by Zenta Maurins - a writer who had to spend her whole life, since the age of 5 in wheelchair do to polio. Her book is called " Neaizsutita vestule" (English "Not mailed letter"). It does make me feel hanging somewhere in between. I wish I had some friend who could read these books (mind you they are in German and Latvian) and sort of remember the feelings they created in me then to treasure them till now. I don't know if I will get peace or feel more lonely after I try to remember what touched me then to save thees particular books for so long...
I don't even understand what made me go and look at those books yesterday? What am I missing to bring it up ? An other instance of making an issue or imaginative story? What has touched my mind or soul? Is there an answer?

early smile

Do the primulas know that spring is just few days away? Mine are all in buds and this one has been brave enough to open the first bloom ignoring the ice still around. Maybe March will forget to get out as a lion. It has been so long ago that it was normal for the snow to melt in March.

Nottawasaga river is high. The fine rain and a bit warmer sun is melting the snow slowly. We might not have spring floods as severe as the last few years.

That little flower is so brave - I guess I should start getting "spring fever" too... The messy snow does not cheer and even so the bit of rain does its good, it is hard to have a peaceful mind.

I am impatient waiting...

2010/01/03

Just snowing the third day in a row,

very fine flakes,

but little drops of water

make the big oceans -

so these little snowflakes

with the help of unruly wind

covers the world

to keep us from running,

making a day to think

without going anywhere.

I looked at the pictures taken this year

only three days -

weather we like it or not

-inconvenient - learn patience -

- and then I thought this picture

shows a sight of a veil to cover

all the grime, if only for a moment...

...good reason to be grateful...

New Years Day 2010/01/01

...white

the colour of purity

snow

expected for Christmas

winter solstice

December 21st, no snow

my primula still
blooms November 1st

This morning all is white, all is covered with soft snow.

New year begins pure white and still keeps snowing.

Actually - I feel peace - clean, serene, not by our creation -

-just be still and know - we make the paper calendar

-the Great Creator finds it different -

-enjoy in peace and take a resolution for the

New Year to let it all be taken care by the Almighty Power...

...sunny day for my soul...

Couple days ago I wrote a poem:

...dark...

morning after morning
- dark
my body hurting
- dark
my mind blank
-dark
hard to face a new day
everyday rain
everyday tragical news
everyday complaints
Who was holding back the Light?

That picture was the first sight
this morning.
I saw the sun coming up and like golden veil covering
all the trees and brushes in its way. What a sight! Heaven had sent the Light
to start a new day. like overload of power to lift up my drab thoughts occupying
my soul these dark days.
To make it all the more radiant I had a visitor who brightened the day completely.
The Light mus have been held back for a purpose for me
to realise that I don't make the days or the Light.
...my prayers have been answered...

Unusual

What a day! First sunlight fell on a scant veil of snow spread over everything. First day of December. Nature does not go by man made calendar. Winter does not start according to it till twenty first. Though autumn does not want to surrender easily. My primulas are still trying to keep blooming even so this mornings snow was notifying them about winters approach just small steps at a time. I just could not resist taking pictures of the unusual morning for later memory.
Surprise! Within couple hours heaven cried for parting with autumn - it rained and washed all the snow away. I had another look at my beautiful primula and she had the brightest smile to sun.
...and I just thought - I did not organize this - still -
cheer full appreciation about the way the Great Creator lets us know that he controls natures calendar.