G'day Joelle and All My congratulations to you on your enchanting poem about 'you'.
Looking forward to more kindling of our imagination from the Pacific Northwest forest ... Alan Adelaide PS Here is something which I noticed recently and have found helpful. On patience with one's gradual growth ... respecting the rhythm of the spirit I remembered one morning when I discovered a cocoon in the bark of a tree, just as the butterfly was making a hole in its case and preparing to come out. I waited a while but it was too long appearing and I was impatient. I bent over it a breathed on it to warm it. I warmed it as quickly as I could and the miracle began to happen before my eyes, faster than life. The case opened, the butterfly started slowly crawling out and I shall never forget my horror when I saw how its wings were folded back and crumpled. The wretched butterfly tried with its whole trembling body to unfold them. Bending over it, I tried to help it with my breath. In vain. It needed to be hatched out patiently and the unfolding of the wings should be a gradual process in the sun. Now it was too late. My breath had forced the butterfly to appear, all crumpled before its time. It struggled desperately and, a few seconds later, died in the palm of my hand. That little body is, I do believe, the greatest weight I have on my conscience. For I realise that it is a mortal sin to violate the great laws of nature. We should not hurry, we should not be impatient, but we should confidently obey the eternal rhythm. I sat on a rock to absorb this New Year's thought. Ah, if only that little butterfly could always flutter before me to show me the way. (Zorba the Greek) ----- Original Message ----- From: "Jeff Aitken" <tzimt...@earthlink.net> To: <osl...@listserv.boisestate.edu> Sent: Thursday, September 02, 2004 4:10 AM Subject: Poetry Celebration and Contest > The world on fire burns with a green flame: > I will not trade a precious moment > of the chaos, joy and pain > for a life with no surprises, > for a day with no time > to let you in. > > (from her poem Portals) > > Joelle Lyons Everett is now Poet Laureate of the OSLIST, with her gorgeous poem rooted in the Pacific Northwest forest. If memory serves, this is the second time Joelle wears the crown of leaves. > > Thanks to everyone who read poems, wrote poems, and/or submitted "virtual sticky dots" to support poems of this season's Celebration and Contest. * * ========================================================== osl...@listserv.boisestate.edu ------------------------------ To subscribe, unsubscribe, change your options, view the archives of osl...@listserv.boisestate.edu: http://listserv.boisestate.edu/archives/oslist.html To learn about OpenSpaceEmailLists and OSLIST FAQs: http://www.openspaceworld.org/oslist
