KENOSISA Poem by Miss SharonAn early Spring write....a very SHORT prose/poem.KENOSIS Emptying myself of all that I have become, I stoop to see my reflection wrinkling in the quiescent creek and in that moment time becomes a weightless metaphor for memories which vanish as though they never were. Fingering the smooth, cold stones in silence, I stand gazing at the open expanse of Horseshoe Meadows and the fifteen million years they have been here before man was chosen to hold their beauty to heart with reverence and awe. The longer I gaze at the layers of pastel colors on weekend cocktails in open markets, I am a child doing cartwheels as passersby remain lodged in smoky mazes of adulthood confusion while failing to observe the lemon sun rising...illuminating bronzed stone and red slate crags. No one with vision can help but gasp as rose becomes lilac, becomes buttercup, becomes teal becoming morning in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado! Here in the ineffable silence of altitude, Mother Nature gently whispers, "Come to me." And even as She bears Her own weight beneath my feet I am transfixed in the moment where thoughts are unattended and I am better able to cope with life's consummate and bothersome realities. My love and esteem for these mountains grows deeper and I lose track of time as an amber sun pulls itself beneath Lumpy Ridge with her white-laced peaks and to my surprise I realize....this day has vanished. *************************************************************************************** (How blessed am I to be able to live in the awesome mountains of Colorado!)
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3 Reviews Added on February 7, 2022 Last Updated on February 13, 2022 AuthorMiss SharonCOAboutMy name is Sharon, I am a retired piano teacher, I love the mountains where I hike and snowshoe, have had several poems published and love to write. I also love to read almost anything I can get my ha.. more..Writing
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