ODE TO A SUNRISE

           [Photos Source and Credit: Dave Wagenblatt   dave@getgrandresults.com ]
{These beautiful photos of Nature's Sunrise were taken in Grand Lake, Oklahoma, by Dave Wagenblatt, and are posted here for your viewing  enjoyment.  Dave is a Family member.  Thank You Dave for sharing your LOVE of SUNRISEs!  dht}

(8 DEC 2011 -   With the Birth of a New Day, one has but to look to the Sun Rise over the eastern Horizon to feel its Blessings and to somehow have the myriad tangle of emotions soothed.  dht) 

The other worldliness of daytime's shrubbery engenders an eerie ire for those who would brave a stroll -- as Nature assumes its nightly cloak.

There is a cautious stillness that accompanies one's shallow breath while perambulating around the neighborhood.

The only audible sounds – those of ducks and birds at their evening ablutions.

My Spirit proffers an inaudible reply to Nature's call for "Taps," as the sinking sun slips into slumber.

The soft breeze, rustling in the leaves of the Oak Trees, gives a final fare-thee-well.

The "storms" of the day find their rest, and a quiet mood settles down upon the Land.

The night holds the land in quiet slumber.

The night is black – silver threads of moonlight tease the shadows to a melodious serenade.

All too soon, the new dawn will awaken – as the stars that held vigil through the night, begin to fade, yielding their tour to the sunrise's hint of color across a morning's eastern horizon.

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]

FROM WHERE I STAND

                          [Photo Source:  My photos, my camera, my backyard 2011]

(19 Nov 2011 – A heartwarming Chapter in the Book of Life touches the very core of my being when I awake to the beginning of a new day.  One of my Loves and Passions is gardening in my yard, and seeing the flowers in their planter beds fills me with a sense of well being and accomplishment.  The view of my backyard through my living room window always soothes and calms.  Mornings are one of my favorite times in my yard, where the birds and bees are busy going through their morning rituals.  dht)

  

When I step outside for the first time each day, a sweet feeling of reverence and awe washes over me.

The sky so big, the clouds so high, the Moon and Sun sharing the role of caretakers to the Earth, upon which I stand.

The path I walk is worn smooth by time and passage of those generations that braved the path before me.

The Legacy of the generations to come is to add their footprints to the Path, and to add their story to the Book of Life.

The air is fresh and clean, the day new and full of promise, my Spirit soars with the Blessings around me -- From Where I Stand.

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr 2011]

WALK ON THE WILD SIDE

[Photo Source:  My Photos, My camera, Sunset over Beaver Pond -- LOOK CLOSELY and you will see a group of birds in flight in the sunset in the TOP photo. In the photo at bottom is a beautiful Oak Tree outlined in a soft evening sunset. dht]

 (8 NOV 2011 – A walk in the evening sooths the spirit and smoothes the feathers ruffled from daily stresses. I am truly BLESSED to be able to walk and to enjoy Nature's wonders! dht)

  

Time for a walk to the Beaver Pond –

where the call of birds fills the stillness --  

where the breeze whispers in Oak Trees --

where the water tumbles over a rocky dam –

while the California Canada geese, ducks, and egrets,

perform their ritual primping. 

The wild grasses sway to Nature's Tune --

insects dance at leisure –

wild roses flirt with bees –

fish play tag in gentle waters –

the rolling hills of Lincoln

nestle in the Sierra's sheltering embrace.

A place you can hear your own footsteps,

a place you can step out of yourself,

a time to ponder and daydream,

a time to think about where you are,

where you have been,

and where the Path will lead Tomorrow.

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011] 

THE RAINBOW'S WAY

[Photo Source: My photos, my camera, my backyard The Rainbow's Way 3 NOV 2011)

(3 NOV 2011 – As sunset began its song and the rain eased for the last rays of sunlight, the sky was alight with the Double delight of a Rainbow.  The Rainbow's Way arched in the sky from North to South in a Double Blessing that anointed the Earth.  Too short the Life span – for as the sunlight faded – so the sky emptied and the sudden magic of the Rainbow in my backyard was Gone! 

BUT – not before I was quick with my digital camera and captured some photos and video footage so I can share them with you here – ENJOY!  The photos were taken in my backyard while I was facing East and the sun was setting in the West behind me  - the rain was a soft mist that sprinkled my nose and shoulders as I took these photos.  The Double Rainbow filled me with glee and thanksgiving – and I was so glad I was home and happened to see this fabulous Double rainbow in my own backyard!  dht-2011

Below is a Poem written by my Maternal Cousin Emily Elizabeth Dickinson.  I wonder what her Rainbow looked like as she looked at it then later wrote these words to its Tribute.  Thank you Cousin Emily for sharing your words.)

Delight is as the flight —
Or in the Ratio of it,
As the Schools would say —
The Rainbow's way —
A Skein
Flung colored, after Rain,
Would suit as bright,
Except that flight
Were Aliment —

"If it would last"
I asked the East,
When that Bent Stripe
Struck up my childish
Firmament —
And I, for glee,
Took Rainbows, as the common way,
And empty Skies
The Eccentricity —

And so with Lives —
And so with Butterflies —
Seen magic — through the fright
That they will cheat the sight —
And Dower latitudes far on —
Some sudden morn —
Our portion — in the fashion —
Done —

[Poem #257 by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson,

poetess extraordinaire and my maternal Cousin]

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WHISPERS IN THE WIND

                         [Photo Source:  Google online images]

(There are so many mysteries in my Daily Life, held secret behind Nature's veil.  The Blessings and gifts served on the wings of a new Day, are as Whispers in my Ear that remind me of the Promises in my Christian Bible, for which my daily prayers give Thanks.  dht-OCT 2011)

Nature holds many of Life's secrets –

The Promises in a New Dawn our Blessings –

The Word of GOD reveals to those
whose Heart listens --

The Sounds of a moment's passage --
but Whispers in the Wind.

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]

BLESSINGS of a New Day

[PHOTO SOURCE: My camera, My backyard at dawn]


(This is a tribute I wrote on 5 July 2011 to welcome the sunrise.  Each morning I count my BLESSINGS that I am witness to a New Day. And more, I am grateful for my home and the view of the sunrise over the Sierra Redwood Trees that I planted in my backyard. dht)

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My heart is weightless, like a cloud floating in a bright blue summer sky, drifting in a warm breeze. The sounds of the (bird's) Dawn Chorus fill my hearing. The scent of flowers saturates the air with their soft fragrance. I feel BLESSED to be alive to share this morning as the SUNRISE anoints the day with Promise and Peace and Hope.
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]

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AS I WALK THROUGH MY DAYS

                                  [Photo Source: Google online images]

(24 APR 2011 – Every day I find something in the New Day that calls to mind the many Blessings that are bestowed upon my Life.  My maternal Cousin Emily Elizabeth Dickinson used her genius with words to wrap her feelings and thoughts in over a thousand writings, which she wrote for her own Joy.  Nevertheless, since her death, her Joy is now shared with those who find meaning and inspiration in her poetry and writings.  Below is one short poem that speaks to my Heart – and that inspired me to speak with my own Words.  Enjoy!  dht-2011)

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If I can stop one Heart from breaking

I shall not live in vain

If I can ease one Life the Aching

Or cool one Pain

Or help one fainting Robin

Unto his Nest again

I shall not live in Vain.

[-Poem #919 by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson]

[Poem #919 -- My sentiments and my Maternal Cousin Emily's words. dht-2011]

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Every day I am Blessed

Anointed by the dawn

Kissed by the sun

Lulled by the moon light

Til dawns anew a kaleidoscope of Hope.

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]

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