You Are Here

You Are Here

the sign says.

And I stop.

I am here.

The place I love, my Sunday morning temple.

Cypress needles abandoning the trees and the

cycle of life continuing after nature's fury.

A pair of Pileated Woodpeckers flit about overhead.

A rat snake in my path ponders his direction.

Ironweed and Arrowhead flowers grow along the boardwalk edge,

November flowers in the swamp.

I am here.

David Whyte says, 

"Your full presence only in rest

and the love that asks nothing."

I am here.

I walk slowly,

then steadily.

Turtles sun themselves on the ends of logs sticking

out of the Wood Duck Pond.

Snowy egrets roost in the autumn Cypress trees

across Gator Lake.

I am here.

Green space, blue space, river flow.

Open to the love

that asks nothing.

Autumn in the Cypress Swamp.

Pileated Woodpecker

Lance-Leaved Arrowhead

Snowy Egret Rookery along Gator Lake

 

Tall Ironweed