Dipping, diving, twirling, swirling
to the music of lapping wavelets.
Nature’s fingers held my face firmly.
Stirring alive every sense
the transforming moment.
Greens vividly green.
Rocks solidly hard.
Yellowy-green light swirling, twirling
To stillness intensified.
Like lovers exhaling,
begging for night.
Susan, Evanston 6/20/11
This is real, very real.
A very real place where I walk each day.
My summer place.
- saw blue, black, grey clouds moving so fast that each minute the weather is new
- re-planted a small tree knocked out by the roots during last night’s storm,
- trash pick up: Starbucks lid, popsicle wrapper, something unmentionable
- observed gulls, barn swallows, wrens playing in the wind currents
- climbed up to sit on the rocks until lifeguard whistle scolded me down
- realized that Lake Michigan changes even more than the ocean
- noticed that I am breathing deeply, with a calm I need very much each day
Even though intellectually I have always known how important nature is for each of us, I think this summer I truly feel nature’s fingers holding my face, stirring my senses, opening my heart to all she has to share, and I am grateful for the time and space just to be.
© Susan Caruso and Sunflower Creative Arts, 2011