Monday spiritual Ruminations: one last reflection on DVA…

October is nearly gone.

The leaves, colors, scents all are whisked away by winds portending the coming of Winter.

With the passing of this month goes a heightened awareness of Domestic Violence.

Today’s post is one last reflection, one that speaks to the hope of healing. It elicits an earlier time of year that seems as though it was just knocking at our doors. Imagine that as you read on:

To heal….

What does it mean to heal?

Lilac aromas and dawn tinged paths

Songbirds soliciting the new day

All are stopped, overcome by

The fresh cut scent of grasses

Distinctive and swiftly dissipated

This keen and sharp aromatic elixir

The blade as sharp as death yet

Without that cut the lawns are wild, mischievous, unkempt

The blade makes new, clean, neat

And elicits fresh growth, coaxing it so tenderly

After the violence of the mower sword.

What is it to heal?

Is it new mown grasses

Or lingering lilacs?

Fresh scented dawns or songbird sunsets?

My heart relies on all of them

To mend

To strengthen

To bloom again,

and for my soul song of healing

To commence.

Amen.

Fall 2015 pond

Nancie Chmielewski 5/26/15 updated 10/26/15

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