FOR A NEW YEAR

An oldie but a goodie

And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year:

“Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.”

And he replied:

“Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.” So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East.”

The Gate of the Year – Minnie Louise Haskins (1875-1957)

Light of the World Hunt

“Hunt Light of the World” by William Holman Hunt. Licensed under Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons

SUMMER TRIPLET

A wood pigeon sits on the rail
outside my window,
fat white waistcoat
and iridescent shoulders,
his mind on the Nikau berries
just beyond the edge of the deck.
He’s checking first
to see if we’re inside
and safe.
No sense in taking risks.

The cabbage trees this year
have flowered abundantly.
Old men shake their heads,
‘Going to be a long, hot summer’.
But the cabbage trees
aren’t saying a word.
Only the wood pigeons are counting.

Christmas at the beach
and there’s sand in the sandwiches
again.

© Maureen Sudlow

Kereru

You’ve probably seen this photo before from me, and don’t forget Antipodes