Art: Flaming June, by Fredrick Leighton Welcome to Season 5 and the invitation to rest, pause and center. For a link to the book "The Ruthless Elimination of Hurry", please visit: https://amzn.to/49k3yqX Sounding the Seasons Tangled in time, we go by hints and guesses, Turning the wheel of each returning year. But in the midst of failures and successes We sometimes glimpse the love that casts out fear. Sometimes the heart remembers its own reasons And beats a Sanctus as we sing our story, Tracing the threads of grace, sounding the seasons That lead at last through time to timeless glory. From the first yearning for a Saviour's birth To the full joy of knowing sins forgiven, We start our journey here on God's good earth To catch an echo of the choirs of heaven. I send these out, returning what was lent, Turning to praise each 'moment's monument'. by Malcom Guite "Sounding the Seasons." iOde My private portal to a world between, My placeless place of virtual exchange, I see through you though you remain unseen And make familiar what you once made strange. You make a stranger means to make me 'friend' Whom I can 'touch' to 'like', to show I care. You make a means to every unknown end And make one little screen an everywhere. I am familiar with a hundred faces, All famished for their fifteen minutes fame, I am half present in a hundred places But never present in the place I am. I pull you from my pocket when you call I touch and swipe as I am bid to do, You do my bidding too, you do it all, What will you make of me, or I of you? https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/2012/10/11/iode-a-little-poem-for-my-iphone/