A poem of promise and hope.

There is something significant in small moments
so subtle and satisfying it is to pause.

Invitational and relational each leaf that flutters and falls,
you may say it doesn’t matter at all.

The altar in nature’s church is a living loving thing, it brings
joy to the solemn seeker, and to this speaker.

I shuffle along leaf strewn winter streets marvel at the movement
all around, how spiritual! and how deeply profound.

There is something superbly simple and significant right there
in small moments, find them dear friend if you can,

Perhaps there will be a small revolution, or revelation
internally even perhaps eternally.

Chris P

2025 Winter South Australia