Thanks for these beautiful thoughts.
On Thursday, March 9, 2017, Clare Green <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
Posted by Clare Green:
Deep, profound and heartfelt THANK YOU to the multitude of folks who
helped during this situation.
The Milkweed in Fall by Maine Poet - Clarine Grenfell
"Will God who hides seeds for a hundred springs,
Neglect to send, when my fall comes,
The necessary wings?
No, he will not."
Friday I had collected a milkweed pod filled with seeds, intending to use
it for a storytelling that evening, but didn't. It sat on my counter. After
the weekend's events, it's as if the pod of seeds whispered to me: "let us
go free over Seago's homesite, inviting butterflies in the fall." So I
called some folk on Monday to go with me, but no one was at home, so I
drove up Richmond Rd. solo. I stood by the driveway noticing the beauty of
the woods and started to "fly" the seeds, but the wind carried them all
toward the homesite and fields. Those white silken-parachuted seeds
silently floated like all of our prayers and scurrying to help the family.
In silence I returned to my car, but not before giving the twin oaks a big
hug. Peace.
