Dancers in the rainbow prisms on my window

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Thank you for morning light

that dances through

the prism on my window sill.

Thank you for the long  night

of learning through

bending to your will.

The weather is -24 below C

 I have wonderful places to go.

With the travel on my keyboard

I can learn,  love,  listen , with one accord.

I love the cold of winter

 all that the isolation teaches.

The gathering of friends

around my fire

Which is ignited and burns brightly

when I heed my Creator’s desire.

I am learning so many things

about laughter and love.

I respect the lessons often delivered

in a steel fist covered by a velvet glove

I long to be the bamboo,

flexible, resilient, growing fast

However, I live in the land

of the solid, slow-growing study pine.

That I believe is one

of the reasons

I am learning online.

I love:

the rainbows

of the prisms ,

the rainbows

of the  people

dancing in my life

I am so appreciative

of the teachers

who keep smiling

through their strife.

After living in other countries back in my youth

I appreciate my freedoms here in Canada

I could search out my own truth.

I have clean running water.

Breath-able air, freedoms of choice

I am able to sit in the silence

of the isolation of winter

to hear your sweet voice.

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