A week away from the normal routines of life is refreshing, even if it comes with other, pressing responsibilities. We have just returned from New Jersey where my son and daughter competed in a regional speech tournament. While there, I spent most of my time either judging rounds (ten, to be exact) or watching my eight-year-old son as he played on the playground with the other junior non-competitors. Mornings came early, and time did not permit me the luxury of much quiet in which to be creative. But a wonderful speech about the revitalizing aspects of nature inspired me and took me back to a short blackout poem I created five years ago. As you begin this new week, may you find the time to listen to the soft morning song of the birds and walk far from this busy world in pleasant thought, even in the midst of indefatigable routines.
Morning Solitude
Vincent H. Anastasi - 2017
P.S. Here’s two other great places to go for skylark meditations: To a Skylark by Percy Bysshe Shelley and The Lark Ascending by Vaughan Williams.
the deepening ground 