{"id":1589,"date":"2020-09-06T18:36:35","date_gmt":"2020-09-06T23:36:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/?p=1589"},"modified":"2023-02-23T22:39:28","modified_gmt":"2023-02-24T03:39:28","slug":"when-the-door-opens","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/2020\/09\/06\/when-the-door-opens\/","title":{"rendered":"When the Door Opens…"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

A surprise adventure through a pandemic-opened door <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Morning sun finding its way from the treetops to the forest floor <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dropping light upon leaves one by one<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Awakening dormant dreams <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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My feet have longed for the crunch of dirt <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

And the crackle of spent pine needles beneath my shoes <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Welcoming home the prodigal daughter<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A fallen tree nourishes a new one <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Giving life, nothing wasted, everything used <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Pine bark shaped like puzzle pieces <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fitted together as if to solve a great mystery <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A spider’s web with an impossible reach <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Connecting heaven and earth between the trees<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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White lotuses, rooted in mud<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yet they open and receive each dawn <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The lake presides in silence <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sunlit diamonds dancing on its surface <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Magic, alive <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I awake to a new world everyday, but especially today <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The shadow of my pen moving across the page <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Proving I exist <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am absolved in the grand array <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a9Cindye Sablatura 2020 <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

When I was little, my parents bought a trailer, and we took summer vacations to the Colorado Rockies, the Arkansas Ozarks, and South Padre Island in Texas, back when you could comb the beach and find tons of sand dollars and all manner of seashells. A love for exploration and the outdoors was born in me on those trips. In the early nineties, I had the good fortune to live in Washington state for two and half years, where I camped, hiked, river rafted, and fly fished my heart out. I still think the Cascade Mountain Range is one of the most beautiful places on Earth.\u00a0 Then life happened, and those times became a distant memory, but there is a part of myself that has always longed to spend time in nature again. My husband and I recently had the opportunity to buy a small trailer from a family member, so we did. Six months into the pandemic, we decided to put it to use and take a family trip to Daingerfield State Park in east Texas. My daughters are city girls, but they didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to get out of the house. So, we squeezed all four of us into that little trailer for a couple of days, unplugged, and it was glorious! It also felt like getting a piece of my soul back. It took a pandemic to get all of us back to nature together. This poem and these pictures came from that adventure. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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