Sunday, November 24, 2013

Gatherings

 Gatherings by Teri H Hoover ©
 

What virtue is found  
in the gathering?
A lone leaf clings 
without regard.
Bitterness illuminates the truth.

The wind scatters 
A collection of hearts.
Undoing and uprooting.   
Creating an impassable gap 
and fragments of choice.

Muffled habits 
Lessen the cycle of suffering.
However, the lone leaf will tire of clinging
and join in the falling.
Resting in the knowing.

Gathering once more.


 
This weeks words from the Sunday Whirl--habits, create, however, virtue, regard, gap,
cycle, undoing, lessen, choice, gathering, suffering

2 comments:

  1. love this poem - so true and lyrical - really liked "bitterness illuminates the truth" - I really understand that...

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  2. A lone leaf...waiting, yet still an essential part of the whole.
    Hugs, Jules

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