Contrasts

Written by Ellen Grace Olinger

cold winds in predawn hours
gentle music and a cup of coffee
stir-fried vegetables in olive oil

Autumn so swift this year
time now for a long project or two
let the days grow short, read and rest

clouds hover over small space for sun
wear a bright sweater, look at the gold leaves
store it all for a winter of faith

The image is from Reusable Art.

13 thoughts on “Contrasts”

  1. Hi Ellen. Autumn has been swift this year. The red colors are almost gone, leaving the yellows of later autumn. Your poem takes a calm approach to it all, suggesting acceptance and settling in. Nice post! Jane

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  2. It’s such a strange experience to see autumn slipping away in some places, and not yet arrived in others. The world has its rhythms, for sure – but they do vary a good bit!

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    1. Hi Linda, So true. Spring now for many friends as well. And there’s a difference between Illinois, where I lived for years, and here. The cold was an adjustment, and our long cool Springs. Now I find that, what for me is “The North,” inspires and strengthens my soul. The mystery of “Place.” Ellen

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  4. Such a meaningful poem Ellen. Awakens so many moods in me. Your second verse is sheer magic, but then the others as well. Thanks for providing what I can only describe as moments of enchantment and earthiness. Wonderful!

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    1. Dear Don, Thank you for your kind words. There were many years, good in their own way, when I was not able to write very much. But I was looking out these same windows. I think blogs are a lot about practice, and hopefully growth. Blessings as you enjoy Spring, Ellen

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  5. “A winter of Faith”–there’s a poem in the making, Ellen–thank you! God bless you so abundantly today and always–love, Caddo

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