Epistles from the Forest

The Spirituality Center at St. Placid, where I take retreats,  includes a lowland wood. The sisters have somehow enlisted the local birds, ferns, fungi, and trees to conspire in creating provocative images for reflection.  Here are a year’s  cycle in the form of haiku.  Three of these images are from St. Placid, and two snuck in from other locales.


Despite February’s hail
a crocus grows taller.
Stop fighting the wind.
In a soft scarlet tulip
The bee rests at last.
A woodpecker ripped open this stump
devouring its residents.
More room for mushrooms.
frozen morning light
A crashing fir split
this meditation bench.
Two benches now.

One comment

  1. Beautiful combination of words & images — thank you, Beth! I especially like “hoarfrost:” and the split meditation bench.

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