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Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Deadwood


Witch Hole Pond Loop - Carriage Roads of Acadia National Park


Deadwood

In recognizing that what was
really, truly is
done,
there’s a toppling of things
that can be hard to name.
At times
this provides a further clarification
of what ‘it’ actually was,
though that’s not essential.
There can be some rumbling
with the tumbling,
but there’s always
a sweet sense of relief
when things do fall away.
What can appear as a chaotic jumble,
actually has a grace all its own.
It consists
of true experiences
 that were part of living life,
and did help form
some of the taproot
that anchors.
Stepping back,
one can observe the interplay
of deadwood, new growth,
and maturity,
with an understanding that,
though each and every piece
played a part in what is now,
 the deadwood
no longer
has a grip.
Sarah Carlson
October 24, 2017

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