Monday, April 4, 2011

I went for a walk in the woods alone and these words followed me the entire time...

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"Unmarked Boxes"
God's joy moves from unmarked box to unmarked box,
from cell to cell. As rainwater down into a flowerbed.
As roses, up from ground.
Now it looks like a plate of rice and fish,
now a cliff covered with vines,
now a horse being saddled.
It hides within these,
till one day it cracks them open.
~Rumi

In other news...

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The Azaleas have bloomed in my yard.

12 comments:

singedwingangel said...

BEautiful as always Leigh. You have a way to make me inspired even when I don't feel like it..

patty said...

Stunning post... thank-you for the message of joy! :))
Beautiful photos, too...
xo
patty@ www.findingserendipity.com {i can't even post comments from my primary blog?-it's self-hosted}

patty said...

"ever" not "even"--sry!

LisaDay said...

Beautiful shots. The colour is returning.

LisaDay

Katherine said...

Beautiful post. I'm envious of the color. Everything here is still mostly gray and brown.

Secret Mom Thoughts said...

Beautiful shots. I can't wait to see more blooms here.

Sue said...

Love the poem, love the azaleas.

(mine have bloomed, too)

=)

Susan said...

WOW, love those azalea blossoms! Gorgeous!

Chic Homeschool Mama said...

Love those Leigh- I had to go buy them in a pot. I would so love it if I had them blooming like that in my yard.

Kristy said...

I am loving that spring is here!

Caroline of Salsa Pie said...

Beautiful and Beautiful.

Michelle Pixie said...

I can't wait for my to bloom! Beautiful and what I wouldn't give for a walk alone.