With the coming of Spring in the next few weeks (finally) my
thoughts this morning are in appreciation of my Canadian friend and
photographer Claude Charlebois.
His photographic eye is both artistic and spiritual and
every time my mind’s eye moves into one of his photos I am transported and
elevated to a moment of joy and wonder.
Here’s one of his photo from a few years ago.
I love it and look at it often.
It inspired me to write a poem called, “The Voice.”
The
Voice
© 2009
Rolland G. Smith
I heard
a voice the other day
It
simply said, “I love my trees.”
The sky
had clouds in swirled gray
With
beams of light that bent my knees.
I
listened more to what was said:
“My
trees are friends and teachers too
They are
the key and spirit thread
To prove
that life will all renew.
Tell all
of those who wish to know
The love
and light of Source Supreme,
The
lesson from my trees will show
The
Truth is just before your dream."
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