Cycles - The Way of Phi in Practice -

Life growing and withering

Dear friend,

Here at the threshold

Of what's emerging

I meet you

Early March

Between Imbolc and Ostara

Life starts returning

I find my sense of smell

Reminding

The fragrance

Ever new

Yet familiar

Nature showing me

Cycles

Something

Is Always

Happening

The flowers

Ever new

Yet familiar

Nature shows me

My cyclical nature

And yours

The sky paints

In slow colours

Shifting

Like the moon

Waxing and waning

Yet its shape remaining

Fortune coming and fortune going

Like a wheel

Turning

The flowers I'm seeing

Have never been

And never will be

Only now

And also

Returning

Yes, also I keep returning

Still alive

Another spring

And you

Are also here

Living

Gratitude

To still be around

After all these years

Perhaps a little wiser

Perhaps less burdened

Perhaps more ready to give

And so I turn to the night sky

And watch the stars

Shining

Maybe the most eternal things

Upon which these mortal eyes

Are looking

Yet even they

Will one day perish

And even they

Are part of something that is so much greater

Thus the dance goes on

Day by day – month by month – season by season

The stars spinning in the celestial dance

The flowers for another round in the ground

And in the middle of it all

We move

Still here,

Christopher

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for those who have mastered their game

and are moving beyond it

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