A world of dew

I awoke this morning…cold under the blanket. After what has seemed like an interminably long and hot summer…this felt different. Outside, everything was adorned with silver jewels…caught in the rays of the rising sun. Each dew drop…as Andrew Marvell once pondered…

“Does, in its pure and circling thoughts, express The greater heaven in an heaven less.”

Each clinging dew drop…on this cool Carolina morning…reflecting the world around it…and reminding me that we too, are but reflections of something greater…waiting for the warming rays that will soon release us…and return us to our source. 

In alignment

Shortly before dawn this morning, I ventured out onto the front porch. The planets were in alignment. Mercury was too low in the sky…behind the trees…for me to see. But, plainly visible were Venus…Saturn…Mars, visibly tinged red…and finally, brilliant Jupiter. I heard something scurry through the frost-covered shrubs…and then saw it stop in the open. A rabbit…casting a moonshadow.