In our Mary Garden this morning, all’s covered with light snow.
Mother and Child share the blanket covering trees and plants and ground.
Somewhere a car horn; someone’s stuck in traffic.
But mostly soft silence here as snow fall quietly.
Waiting.
In our Mary Garden this morning, all’s covered with light snow.
Mother and Child share the blanket covering trees and plants and ground.
Somewhere a car horn; someone’s stuck in traffic.
But mostly soft silence here as snow fall quietly.
Waiting.
Thank you, Fr. Victor, for “Waiting” and your beautiful photos.
Bare Trees
The trees stand gray and leafless
the ground lies cold and white
the glory that was autumn sleeps
‘til winter turns to spring
But bare trees let the sky show through
and empty waits for full
the heart that braves old winter’s chill
will know the warmth of spring
Gloria Ziemienski
1991
Thank you Fr. Victor and Gloria. You lifted my spirit from Chicago’s nonspiring snow. God willing I hope to visit Mary’s Garden in spring.
Quiet flakes fall. No two alike. Clean cover for city scapes
Tree branches bare white. No need to shovel. Rising temps melt snow away. Until tomorrow’s stormy blast when more will fall. Enough to build a snowman for fun play.
There is a peaceful beauty in those photos. Thank you Fr Victor.
Any retreats happening at the monastery in the near future?