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 I awoke to the early birds singing
and to the morning glory’s petals opening to a stillness before the business storm for a glorious moment tranquility was the norm. Then The Cloud floated down and settled in town after town. and suddenly we were on the slippery slope grabbing for lost and elusive hope. Power and money and things lost meaning and dozens of oligarchs are fleeing while millions of hapless ones writhe in despair and waves of false promises electronically fill the air. Yet the early birds still are singing and the morning glory’s petals are opening and hope is rekindling a new search for meaning which will lead us to the promised land of yesteryear. (c) 2020 Larry Kilham Many winters have passed
but this was the worst. After the snow melted we found the lurking curse. There was a weird silence as the wayward spirit floated down. Microbes and crazy ideas spread from town to town. We used to know where we were going and now our view is often blocked. Real inventions and adventures are fading because our welcoming doors are locked. We have lost sight of meaning – something important for us all. Meaning would give us purpose when sacrifice does us call. After winter comes spring when we’ll see what fresh meaning and new ideas can bring. (c) 2020 Larry Kilham  Today
the snow began above in the mountains moving down silently crossing the rocky cliffs dusting the stoic trees whitening the fields sharing my window. © 2019 Larry Kilham  The mist rises from the lake
in the chilly dawn. The ducks are leaving and winter is coming. The frost is on the panes but we will have each other in our feathered nest. © Larry Kilham  White and pink and yellow and awesome
the daisies bloom until the cool of autumn. Most other plants have shed their flowers that have gladdened us for many hours. Now there are fields of golden daisies quiet beauty as far as the eye can see restoring hope, joy, and tranquility after a season of chaos and uncertainty. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham There's the crisp fall air and
the fruit stands are closing. The foliage colors are starting hummingbirds are leaving. Enjoy the coming winter – a forever tradition. The endless season of climate change is coming. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham  The water lilies are floating on a placid pond
while the busy biosphere churns below and the bewildering human world lurks beyond. The lily pads happily absorb the sunlight into their myriad living cells and they offer rest when dragonflies alight. Why can’t we be like the water lilies floating along through the universe of life leaving the environment free of strife. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham  I saw a robot in the garden today.
It asked me to come and play. But I thought that was a ruse because its battery needed juice. So I asked, Do the birds need feed or is there anything else they need? And it replied, No, just bring the charger so I can stay here longer. And I asked, What about the plants and flowers? and it replied, I’ve been weeding those for many hours. I pressed on, What about the beans and tomatoes corn, squash, and potatoes? Then the robot made bold to say, Come to the garden and bring a sack and I’ll show you how to harvest the veggies and bring them back! (c) Larry Kilham 2019 |
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