unsubtle symbols of transformation
but right now all thundery thumping and hammering, pieces falling in front of the windows, things coming apart before then can be put back together-- this time the right way please...
And last night, the moon! Oh, the moon, a half but bright as full, it traced a path high across the sky casting shadows all during the second half of the night- and I was sleeping when the clouds came back. This morning is wet and gray and still, foggy, but starting to glow as the sun is trying to break through.
I could go with imagery of things falling apart, hidden damage, or things obscured,
I can revel in transformation, in light, in the beauty of shadow.
Guess which way I'm headed?
Raspberry leaf tea sweetened with honey cooling in a tall mug, and a day of work ahead, I'm ok.