Grace in Motion

The crack of dawn.

A new light coming through. A new day.

I look at the mirroring
Of skies in the water
Of another world we belong to

Another life maybe

But today we belong here
This life
This choice
We belong in this dialogue
With all its magic to unravel
In the here and now

The crack of dawn
A new light coming through. A new day.

That shimmering moment the sun appears behind the orchard trees.

A split second
an opening from another world to this one. The promise of another day.
The intentions for thís day

Move in the way the birds fly across my head.
Easing into what might be the best day of our life.

So let’s

Tred solidly and lightly,
dance with what reveals itself.

Let your inner voice guide you.
As do the geese, migrating south, making themselves heard

as they flock together and set off on a journey in that natural movement.
Gracefully soaring the skies
In motion

I am but a mere feather.

But together we are birds of a feather. Spreading wings
and holding the conversation as we fly.
Each in perfect position,

Leading and following,
Alone and together
an arrangement in flow

Grace in Motion

Barbara Piper-Roelofs

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