seasonal greetings

 yes ....

seasonal greetings..

this is an expression that the folks 

in india use to give voice to their hearts 

without offense to any one's credo or faith.. 

this early easter morning..

a chorus of owls..

singing praises for the day..

seasonal greetings..

in the morning's grey cool light

just beginning to stretch out 

across the blue yonder ~

one right on the roof top summit..

silhouetted, close-in presence

holy whooooo.. 

whoo, whoo, who..

then, the well timed reply of a trinity ..

hither and yon.. up and away.. yonder and thither..

standing in the nippy daybreak dawn

a congregation of one..

beholding the inquiring resonance  

bringing back to life that which never dies..

o my..

just yesterday, i myself used the expression

seasonal greetings to an elder (ha!) on the morning path..

a small woman with a coat of many colors..

camera in hand, binoculars around her neck..

walking slow and golden-aged..

her rainbow coat matched my rainbow shoes -

we are a pair, i said.. as i caught up to her

your coat, my shoes..

o yes, she concurred..

we chatted on about what she had spied on the field, in the waters..

where we lived and what great good fortune to be alive and thriving

even in our olde and elder and wizened lives..

as we parted, 

seasonal greetings !

she offered back..

passover for me !

i responded..

o! we have passover persons

in our family..

i was just at a seder..

and i sang out : 

LET MY PEOPLE GO!

she rang out :

AMEN! 

her hands uplifted..

her shining eyes aglow..

palms folded -

we bowed to one another 

i, with my rainbow shoes..

she, with her rainbow coat..

walked the path away from one another

joined at the heart

in the midst of 

seasonal greetings ..

and in the sweetness of friendship

let there be laughter, and the sharing of pleasures.

for in the dew of little things the heart

finds its morning and is refreshed.

                ~ kahlil gibran