My treasures are
all lined up in a row:
wolves, feathers, abalone shell and sage,
candles, prisms:
things that glitter in the sunshine,
and glint in the evening's candlelight.
In the centre are Pup's ashes,
his leash wrapped around the urn,
the leash that will never be used
for any other creature,
his place forever unequaled
in my heart.
for Bjorn's prompt at Real Toads for Day 29: to describe one of our windows in a hundred words or less. I used 59. My windowsill holds all my treasures, and delights me every time I look at it. The cloth everything is sitting on came from the Himalayas. It is hard to see in the shadows, but on the left is a circle of wolves sitting around a candle. On the right are a monk and a couple of inuukshuks. In the centre is a photo of the beach with the words "I will walk there again." And I will!
Hint - if you click for a larger view, everything shows up more clearly.
What a sacred beautiful space, Sherry...I feel so honored for your view to be shared with us...so special. Thank you. ♥
ReplyDeleteA beautiful tribute to special elements of your life. A wonderful sacred space where light and shadow add a special sparkle.
ReplyDeletecould miss this had to click for a larger view, thanks for sharing your treasures with us Sherry, im happy you dropped by my blog today
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This is such a beautifully heartfelt poem and tribute to the lovely memory of Pup.
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
How beautiful! I LOVE all of the colors, and the way the light shines through them. And what a beautiful tribute to your furry Love.
ReplyDeleteso very sweet, Sherry-- I have Pearl buried just outside. k.
ReplyDeleteI like it, Sherry, that you are keeping Pup's ashes. We have Adi's and Katrin's in boxes on a shelf. I've thought of spreading Adi's in places she liked to walk. Have you any thoughts like this for Pup?
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Oh yes I love how you have such a wonderful window of mementos. Not least the ashes of your four legged friend.
ReplyDeleteOh, I would feel very much at home in your house! (I particularly warmed to see the abalone shell.My second husband Bill, father of my children, with whom I spent 27 years, was an abalone diver. I still have and use some shells.)
ReplyDeleteYour window nook is so you, Sherry. I love the glimpse of sunny garden beyond too.
ReplyDeleteIt's so noble to have all your treasures close at hand. Beautiful take Sherry!
ReplyDeleteHank
This window, this opening to all possibilities, is your alter, and you are there right in the center. I love it!
ReplyDeleteI clicked and my eyes filled with tears--not sad--but the spirit and world view finally came home to me though I've been reading about it in your poems, reading IT, in your poems for many many moons. Yes to your poem. We fall in love with many but have one who opens us to the truth of love/life and accompanies us for ever. A worthy window/altar--I love the bird (a raptor?)on the right bowing down toward the box and thee.
ReplyDeleteA place to go in our homes when we need some perspective. I'm glad you have this place. My window takes me outside where I can breathe fresh air and watch nature's dance.
ReplyDeleteThe thought that struck me when I saw this, Sherry, is that it is such a beautiful thing that you keep your treasures in the LIGHT....where you can see them, where they can continue to bring YOU more light :-)
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely light, so many colors dancing through the room. Your precious Pup's ashes, I have almost the identical box for my Lucy.
ReplyDeleteThe pile of rocks is really cool as well. I can see why this gives you comfort. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a sacred and beautiful shrine, you have created, Sherry, just as the words match it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem!! Love seeing your view of life, Sherry -- both interior and exterior. I feel like I am walking a bit in your shoes.
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