IMG_8467When wind is woven into trees
they bow and dance and breathe
…the branches bend
…and leaves move free
when the wind weaves through the trees.

When the rain is woven in the ground
the trees they drink
…and flora sups,
…their thirst is quenched
when rain it weaves itself into the ground.

When love is woven into lives
they mend and heal and thrive
…the fruit it swells
…and amplifies
the love that’s woven in the lives.

Our destiny is woven full
of love and loss
…like wind and rain
…this pain and grace
that makes us bend
…will also mend
…and help us breathe.


(Photo taken by Timothy Herbert)

About Mary Herbert

I am a gentle listener, a woman of few words. My journey through life has been a spiritual one, as well as a physical one. My daughter, Katie, and I thought it would be interesting to combine some of our giftings/talents in a blog and see what happens. Let us know what you think!

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