Nurturing Thursday

I know, I said I may be absent in November, but when Beauty lands in your email box, you just have to share... Right???

Praise Song

Praise the light of late November,
the thin sunlight that goes deep in the bones. 
Praise the crows chattering in the oak trees; 
though they are clothed in night, they do not 
despair. Praise what little there's left: 
the small boats of milkweed pods, husks, hulls, 
shells, the architecture of trees. Praise the meadow 
of dried weeds: yarrow, goldenrod, chicory, 
the remains of summer. Praise the blue sky 
that hasn't cracked yet. Praise the sun slipping down 
behind the beechnuts, praise the quilt of leaves 
that covers the grass: Scarlet Oak, Sweet Gum, 
Sugar Maple. Though darkness gathers, praise our crazy 
fallen world; it's all we have, and it's never enough.

~ Barbara Crooker ~

(Abalone Moon, Summer 2004)

Sharing with the lovely souls joining Becca on Nurturing Thursday on what I've just discovered is their 3rd anniversary!! Wow Becca, you are a star hostess indeed - keep shining brightly, Sister :D xx

~~000~~

PS Re. 'The Novel', I'm hoping to hit the 30,000-word mark today - still a bit behind schedule, but I'm catching up... Yay, for me!!