A Return To Innocence, A Woman's Plight, Nature, Reclamation

Flight Of White

“For quite a distance yesterday afternoon along 99E heading back as leaving Portland, a sizeable bird traveled just out of clarity’s sight, keeping pace with my direction’s 30mph traffic.

It’s bright white wings kept flashing as if a beacon in the slanting sun, and occasionally it would just stop flapping and rest by gliding.

I became eager to know what it was and so kept glancing at it, hoping to get to catch up to it.

At last I did, just as our lane turned West to cross over a bridge spanning entry to the great river.

As it turned with us, I realized that it was a lone seagull journeying with us to that point, as if helping to guide my spirit home.

Nature

Fall’s Replenishment

“A great granparent tree spread out with branches long and wide to the sky in broad canopy had dropped its fall leaves across an extensive expanse, carpeting a huge area of open grassy shade.

And I realized that trees would usually reabsorb these nutrients lost if left to their designs, converted into different chemical compounds for feeding and nourishing their roots during winter’s sleep.”