Each break, a small miracle
in the geode
goodness into the world.
is a delight
on the beach.
And the birds
tell it all
is a small miracle
in their eggs.
It is probably because I had an appointment to see the Orthopedist for my 4 week check up of my broken pelvic ring yesterday that I got to thinking about all the ways breaking could be a great thing. I was reading a book about surfing in Tahiti last week and it had beautiful pictures of surfers flying through a barrel wave. The pictures were stunning of the tube of the wave with a surfer inside. It got me to thinking how the very act of a wave cresting over on itself defies gravity. But I've also seen lava tubes that have done the same thing. What magic it is--a small miracle of nature. Have you ever considered that our intestines do the same thing? We have this long tube inside us that runs top to bottom. That too is a small miracle.
We are surrounded by wonders of nature. It is like a magic show and if we take the time to slow and observe, we have a front row seat.
What is something you have observed today? Can you write a poem about it? Have fun observing and writing today.
Ho'omoe Wai Kahi Ke Kao'o
Let Us Travel Together Like Water
Flowing In One Direction--a Hawaiian