The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Reading this little poem, written by Robert Frost in 1923, reminded me that it can take very little - perhaps a smile, a flash of light, or a starry night - to break us out of a sour mood if we are open and observant.
Winter is a time of inner reflection and hibernation, yet, mixed in with the hubbub of living in a culture and time period that follows the clock instead of the season, it’s easy to feel tired and out of sorts.Â The “dust of snow” is a tap on the shoulder to reconnect us with the core of life.
Hook into that, and let go.Â Release the stuff that really doesn’t matter in the bigger scheme of things.Â Nature reminds us that life ebbs and flows.Â If we ride along, living the questions, we will evolve, perhaps not into answers, but into a sense of comfort with what is.
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