To the purpose

Sometimes we question whether there is a purpose in life. But then a beautiful sunset will come along, and everything will suddenly fall into place. The sky aligns with the earth, and everything is made right, is suddenly correct in the world. A tribute -- of sorts -- to the Wisdom of the Mythtellers. In words and images, at blog.amynelsonhahn.info

Symmetry
(for Sean Kane)

Purpose exists
between the blue of the air
and the blue of the surface --
a frozen edge of purpose,
open form in symmetry,
then as now.
Look at the way the ice
rises only enough
to extend itself
inch by inch as it cools
to the level just past the water.
The sky has a purpose for it.
The curve of the land's edge
is in love
with the clear lines
of this once-wayward
now at home
descendant
of rain.
Copyright (c) 2012 Amy Nelson Hahn

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