by Steve Tanham
Summer does not come at once
Its grip on that which gives it birth
Lingers…
In glimpse and taste and smell
With grind and crunch on dale and fell
From frozen earth to green stalk’s birth
It rises.
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And in that rising is our eye
Serene…
Which sees the whole but touches part
A joining of the mind and heart
And knows in that unchanging change
There lives Creation
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©Stephen Tanham
Stephen Tanham is a director of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness, a not-for-profit organisation that helps people find a personal path to a deeper place within their internal and external lives.
The Silent Eye provides home-based, practical courses which are low-cost and personally supervised. The course materials and corresponding supervision are provided month by month without further commitment.
Steve’s personal blog, Sun in Gemini, is at stevetanham.wordpress.com.
You’ll find friends, poetry, literature and photography there…and some great guest posts on related topics.
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A beautiful poem, Steve…
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Thank you, Jaye, and for the kind reblog xx
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A philosophy worthy of respect.
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Thank you, Ken.
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Beautiful poem, Steve. Speaking of weather, how are the skies there these days? I’ve got some rain pants and a waterproof jacket arriving by post here tomorrow. Just in case…I’ve realized the winter snow parka is probably not a match for your winter rains. 🙂
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Thank you, Alethea. You never know during February! At the moment it’s mild, but bring the waterproofs, too…
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Will do! 🙂
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