Samsara


I was moved to walk to the Martin Luther King Jr Memorial today, seeking inspiration for what more and how better I can contribute to a just and compassionate world.
When I was down at the tidal basin, a hawk flew so close to me, coming from behind, that I heard the movement of its wings before I saw it fly off across the water. I did not get a photograph of the hawk. Here is one of a gull at the reflecting pool in front of the Capitol that I saw on the way home. Below that is a picture of the Memorial.


Words can and do lead us to spirit, Yes they can. (Of course they can drive us from it, too. Let us strive for true poetry in all we express.)
Please wear a mask. Make it a pranayama.
