What Time Knows

20 May 2023

Today’s low pressure system circles the Island spilling storm waters in torrents through neighborhood streets.

I watch the mourning dove from my window below. She sits unsteady with stoicism in the fork of a branch on her haphazard nest of twigs and twine, weak and waiting.

Conversation tonight with a friend who lifted me through darkness, then, reveals her confusion, her expectation of death nearing each day.

I can only listen, with gratitude for then–present at every breath…and I must in silence let my heart only answer.

This spring’s pallid purple clematis climbs and stretches bold with size and largess, to confront the impossible

despite the awareness that surrounds, even the flowers know enough is enough…

By jjillgallery

Quietly seeking to meet Trust wherever Life leads, I understand service as key to gratitude and balance. Freshwater woodlands evoke the most serenity in me wherever they're found. I've shared space & time on terrain of my Ligurian and Oscan ancestors, feeling their souls guiding me, especially in silent contemplation. Today, after over thirty years of engagement in programs for children, secondary, university and adult learning, the gifts life brings on Long Island's Matinecock-Algonquin earth, I try to give & receive with grace.

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